We held our son; Their family lineage Their last name My father’s grandson . My brothers Hold our father’s lineage Father’s last name A daughter, I held father’s last name Only for a “moment” . I “smile” While wondering, Is it fair? Is it okay? To carry and hold a child; my own blood My…… Continue reading Tradition?
In the middle of the night When the world is lost in slumber She’s awake! Wrapped tight in her lover’s arms She whispers all her fears; “I am afraid of the future” “I am afraid of death” “I am afraid of the unknown” “I am just afraid” . Him Seeing through her “naked soul”…… Continue reading Naked soul;
Being numb To being hurt For it’s familiar… ~Susan McMillan (Can a heart get used to being hurt?)
Dear child of mine, As I hold you today feeling complete In this life I hope my hopes and prayers for you will be there in the future I hope my touch will be strong enough to be part of your memories I hope today’s hugs will be a comforting memory when your days get…… Continue reading If I am never in your future
Carelessly I say it again Without a second thought . I love you! Susan McMillan