I wrote this for my heartbeat, my prince, It is his birthday today :)
Hey, come let's see what Arjun has to tell us. Hope you enjoy it.
A short story about a dying mom writing a prayer for her son to read each night.
Could words still describe how much a mother misses her son?
Lance's mother, Lisa, is introduced and walls begin to build once again.
A mothers love is strong, even in hard time.
The sand is course, never smooth at the cove. The splinters on the old school building are large and painful. I don't know if they still are. The textures that built my childhood. The landscape of...
A conversation between mother and son about failed relationships
I wrote this for my heartbeat, my prince, It is his birthday today :)
Hey, come let's see what Arjun has to tell us. Hope you enjoy it.
A short story about a dying mom writing a prayer for her son to read each night.
Could words still describe how much a mother misses her son?
Lance's mother, Lisa, is introduced and walls begin to build once again.
A mothers love is strong, even in hard time.
The sand is course, never smooth at the cove. The splinters on the old school building are large and painful. I don't know if they still are. The textures that built my childhood. The landscape of...
A conversation between mother and son about failed relationships