I wrote this poem about my grandma who was murdered April 20, 2012. She was like a mother to me, and when she died I felt like I lost my best friend. She was my rock and the one who was always there for me. I miss her more and more each day.
R.I.P Nanny. I love and miss you. <3
Not too long ago I was thrown out of my house for my erratic and violent behaviour. Upon reflection I have written this to help relieve stresses and strains, this has worked.
To help develop my writing skills I have recently purchased a tool book that is sorely based on wordplay and anagrams. T...
Not really sure what genre this is
or what type
Just my musings during a conversation with my little sister about what our children are going to be called
we are both fighting over the name James at present
If we were boys this is what we were going to be called
I hope you enjoy reading this...
Recently, I have been inspired to write poetry again. I have revisited over things I have thought and felt over the years of growing up and dealing with trials and tribulations. I hope that you will enjoy it and please give it a like.
On some occasions you may feel that it is long winded but pl...