I'm 60, Australian, a mum and grandma and I think you're going to be quite a poet. Be bold, don't be afraid to cut the dross out of your poetry, those unnecessary words, the fillers... it's power to your writing if you can do that.
All the best to you Caleb.
Why Can't I Love You?
Why can't I love you? Is it the not knowing you, Blood of my blood. Essence of my being.
Why can't I feel you? A decade without you. I just wanted you there The day of my communion.