Genre: Life, Society, Sad, Rhyme How did I come to this by Catherine Adams Webb A penny in my pocket, a hole in my shoes, how did I come to this? Tired worn out clothes that has no more color, even my socks do not cover my toes, how did I come to this? When… Continue reading How did I come to this, Poetry by Catherine Adams Webb
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Mom, Poetry by Gun Roswell
An homage to Mothers everywhere “My mother had a great deal of trouble with me, but I think she enjoyed it” Mark Twain Genre: Family, Mother, Rhyme, Relationship Mom A Superhero Without a cape A villain Without a bait You may not Be perfect Or even a saint A vision of Madonna I wouldn’t paint… Continue reading Mom, Poetry by Gun Roswell
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