Starting on December 14 (have them in to the person's hands by this time) send a card in the mail to a relative(s) (grandparent, cousin, aunt) of the 12 days of Christmas! Start with "On the first day...
A much too long poem for my dearly departed grandmother. She deserves a better one, but this is what Iβve got.
(The βFreshβ prompt got away from me.)
In 2014, I was a Freshman in high school. I had a girlfriend. I was on a soccer team. I had come out the year before to an accepting family. Life was good. February 10, 2014. I was told that my grandm...
After leaving home, it was easy to forget Dad except when forced to think of him. Growing up, sometimes you'd catch yourself fantasizing someone else was your real dad, not that awkward, constricted g...
Hey there,
I wrote this poem in memory of my grandparents. Not knowing what they meant at that tender age but now realizing I want nothing more than for them to be at my side. The Old is like the wal...
Sharing this poem that encapsulates the peculiar emotions I experience every time my grandparents board a flight. While I may not be skilled in the art of poetry, the depth of my emotions cannot be de...
Starting on December 14 (have them in to the person's hands by this time) send a card in the mail to a relative(s) (grandparent, cousin, aunt) of the 12 days of Christmas! Start with "On the first day...
A much too long poem for my dearly departed grandmother. She deserves a better one, but this is what Iβve got.
(The βFreshβ prompt got away from me.)
In 2014, I was a Freshman in high school. I had a girlfriend. I was on a soccer team. I had come out the year before to an accepting family. Life was good. February 10, 2014. I was told that my grandm...
After leaving home, it was easy to forget Dad except when forced to think of him. Growing up, sometimes you'd catch yourself fantasizing someone else was your real dad, not that awkward, constricted g...
Hey there,
I wrote this poem in memory of my grandparents. Not knowing what they meant at that tender age but now realizing I want nothing more than for them to be at my side. The Old is like the wal...
Sharing this poem that encapsulates the peculiar emotions I experience every time my grandparents board a flight. While I may not be skilled in the art of poetry, the depth of my emotions cannot be de...