Why Poetry?
Life happened “Alas” Poetry was born. ~Susan McMillan
Life happened “Alas” Poetry was born. ~Susan McMillan
I crumble like thin ice when in your arms. ~Susan McMillan
I hurt When he’s hurting He hurts When I am hurting I suppose our “souls” Are ever connected! ~Susan McMillan
We called it first love. Naive and innocent That love is all we knew How that love set our hearts on “fire!” Ohhh the lies of that first love The pain of making it last Through empty promises We both knew would never last . Young love; A joke A heart break A lesson .…… Continue reading Actors
A hint of red and brown In the leaves; Some still hanging on trees Some scattered on the ground Fall is here and I am silently Smiling. ~Susan McMillan
Like turquoise, He took a chance on the ole’ gal Dared a second glance . Weak and weary Beat up and broken From life’s circumstances That gal was . He;only he had the “nerve” To stay! Not for a moment; but for good . Like turquoise, Underneath her broken “smile” Hide a gem… A smile;…… Continue reading Like turquoise
I admit, I love the sun Yet Hate the heat. ~Susan McMillan
” Letters to my daughters” Mama Maya wrote just for me as though she knew I would need Every word. That touch. That love. That hug only a mother’s heart can give. Phenomenal! Mama Maya says I am. Strong and courageous! She believes I am. Beautiful. Mama Maya thinks I am; me? Hahahaha! I…… Continue reading Mama Maya
They hug so tight, they spread so wide, they ask so little, yet give so much; little hands of little ones. ~Susan McMillan (For my babies).
Let me Love you Always. Please do. ~Susan McMillan