Biography of Donna Nimmo
My life has been a puzzle of so many pieces. When you read something I wrote, you've found a very small piece of the puzzle I call my past. Every now and then I write something silly. I write from my heart and my feelings.I am an old fashioned grandmother. I wear my heart on my sleeve and feel very deeply for my loved ones. I'm an animal lover and will fight for justice for them. I love my country and feel very afraid for my country at this time. There is really no justice in these times. May God bless you all!
Donna Nimmo Poems
The Abused Wife
She drive's into her neighborhood Her heart starts racing She knows he's been pacing She can't explain what took so long
You're still young and innocent and mild After all you're still only a child You have parents, that are supposed to protect you But often they don't, more than they do
I didn't know why I was really born I had a sad childhood and was always torn Didn't know my daddy, didn't really know my mother It was just us three, with my sister and my brother
A Painful Love
If I became crippeled or maimed Would I have your love or just your pity? Would you cherish and take care of me? Or would you put me in a nursing home?
The Controlling Man
Your heart, your body can never heal From back when you were given, a raw deal He kept you in a cage with no bars And even now you can feel the scars
The Police Officer's Wife
He goes to work early everyday For him to be safe is what I pray He often works late, not a set time He stays busy on the streets, fighting crime
A Turtle Named George
There was a little turtle named George On his food he would always gorge He popped out of his shell And said what the hell
To My Abuser
I'm through with you, can't hurt me anymore You've had your fun, got what was in store You played the controlling game too long I'm free from you now and know you were wrong
I spend alot of time writing poems, telling my story Most are kind of sad, doesn't offer much glory My best friend is my paper and my pen It brings me back to places I have been
Nightmares sneaking in my bed Living life over in my head Causing all the fear to come back alive Bringing back memories with such drive
I worked in a bar, to make fast money The people were kind and often funny I would make their drink, listen to their story They sought my council, but I got the glory
Surrounded by people But so all alone Feeling so lonely No place to call home
Birdy In The Sky
Birdy, birdy in the sky Why you do that in my eye I thought you were my friend so true Now I can't see, my eye's like glue!
Trying To Find A Job
Trying to find a job at fifty-three Too old to work, too young for social security They all want someone in their early twenties That will go to work for mere pennies
Freddy The Frog
Freddy was once a toad
He hopped too often in the road
Along came a car
Sent Freddy flying far
Now Freddy's not a toad, but a star!