Carol Smith

Popular Poems
The Beginning
In the beginning she knew…
then she ignored it…
and now she realized she could no longer deny,
she admitted once and for all
I Am A Mother
Sitting in darkness.
It wouldn’t matter if there were any light,
Reading words that confirm my many failings.
Tears begin to flow again.
Two children,
Separated by time,
And a little bit of space,
Each reflecting
A Wish...
The song of my eyes….
Lying there, on my side, I breath in deeply.
My lips part.
Hot air rushes in whirling little currents out my lips.


Delivering Poems Around The World

Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...

3/9/2021 2:02:20 AM #