we have some thing to share: our love We would like you there, come join us as we share our wedding day with you And not to worry for we mean well, in this time of questionable safety
By Rose Bacud2 years ago in Poets
I have heard it at age nine, year by year a new being it came with. A boy with a crush, a nephew, friend's brother, classmate, schoolmate and more
By Rose Bacud2 years ago in Humans
She is there, always, never left, armed with relentless patience She is often mishandled, mislabeled, disrespected Her children, her beloved, her own
