When I peer around the corner, My face becomes warmer

Heartfelt gifts. Off key caroling. My parents under a mistletoe….. What's a girl to do when the only gift I want for Christmas has even Santa scratching his head?

Charmed cupcakes for steel nerves she had. Hot concoctions for heartache she could brew. But, mend a tail chasing wolf’s broken heart? Corenne might need the spray bottle…

A simple poem that popped into my head just before Christmas. Enjoy!

Just a little spring poem to brighten your day. 🌸🌼🌻

A union between two people does not alway remain the same. Partners can cheat or change. Knowing when to accept this change or walk our own path without them falls beyond the lines of black and white....

Life in a haiku.

Poem dedicated to the Dads, Daddies, Papas, and Fathers. You’ll always be in our hearts. 💕