Nameless beings Is what we have become To our “busy” neighbors . Respect for the elders Has become an “antique” concept That non of of our generation Care to learn . The head of the “home” Has become whoever; Mother, father, child at times non! . The creator That our fore fathers blessed For the…… Continue reading What now?
All of it is haunted! The “air”, space and “beings” . Brutally They haunt my mind All over again! I can still smell it; The sadness, tears and “blood sweat” . The unbearable pain Of a childhood crashed, The weakness within my bones, The agony of feeling helpless and hopeless Is all crystal clear like…… Continue reading Haunted
Love is Loving the same person Over and over again Despite the seasons Life brings our way; I love you! ~Susan McMillan
Consumed; In worry Hope Love And guilt . After they slumber, that is a successful day! never the less a mother remains consumed about the next day and the following; that is a glimpse of motherhood! Susan McMillan (Beauty in motherhood)
She’s all winter; Cold heart Cold eyes Cold presence Cold and brutal words That “Pierce” so sharp! I forget it’s summer. ~Susan McMillan
Like puzzles we are made up of pieces of life experiences; good or bad don’t! don’t feel sorry for me when I tell my story the best I know how; “words”. Instead, get to know me; the me that’s not visible. ~Susan McMillan
Stale smile Is all you get Frozen expression If I happen to see you Ice cold Is all I can be Once you have hurt me this deep. ~Susan McMillan
