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
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?
Like the perfect fragrance On your skin A mother can be. Like the worst perfume A mother could be! Does she make you laugh? Does she make you cry? Does she just leave you emotionless? A mother; She could paint your day with sunshine She could paint your day with darkness. A mother could lift…… Continue reading Mothers!
You had me fooled for a moment.. I have changed; I am wiser! ~Susan McMillan
I wanna Be the words To every poem you write… So he said ~Susan McMillan
She smiles For a reason She cries For a reason That’s the way she” feels” In that moment! ~Susan McMillan