Whisper my name –
A last wish, one of the same.
Our boots are a single pair,
one set meant for two to share.
Each tree, stumble, and tear
The very essence of this affair –
What we cannot see gives us light;
a promise of a new day’s delight.
May you whisper my name,
as I call snowflakes to me in pain.
Simply put, I'm a thirty something single mom of three young boys with a passion for reading and writing. Writing, and reading for that matter, has been a passion since elementary school when a friend and I had our short collection of poetry published through the school where it was on display in the library for an entire year. While I still enjoy poetry, my love has grown into short stories and full length novels. Tag along for the journey, it'll be documented here every step of the way. View more posts
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