Why Poetry?
Life happened “Alas” Poetry was born. ~Susan McMillan
Life happened “Alas” Poetry was born. ~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
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
He stared at me Like a thief; I say he is! He stole my heart Right then. 10 years later, My heart is still his. Susan McMillan
I thought I knew love at it’s best until a little voice from my little one uttered these words; “mommy, I love you”. ~Susan McMillan (For the beauty in motherhood)
For being mesmerized by you, for being a “fool” in love, for staying forever; honey, I am guilty. ~Susan McMillan
He held my breathe with his brown eyes turning my mesmerized gaze into a joke Oh… how silly I looked as I stood helplessly gazing at the most beautiful creature to ever be! ~Susan McMillan for my love
When you love me in many little ways, Every time I notice. A simple hug A soft rub At times a kiss on my forehead I do notice my love. A joke tossed out to win my smile At times a whisper to flatter my heart Once again My love, I notice that too. ~Susan…… Continue reading I Notice