heartbreak
They can break your heart, but they can't break your soul; poetry about lost love that comforts and uplifts.
Ache like a rock
mother, cradle and rock did you carry me? You carried me, It was a great pain, did you know that Carrying is a pain that feels sweet dragged into a somber defeat, defined as motherhood, a stalemate, you let them know that it's not a game yet you play Heart carrying a stone inside, soft from the wild river Little layers lost, a gentle destruction It feels numb and hard and soft and with tears, wet and Wild and willful Did you carry it with you
By Melissa Ingoldsby2 years ago in Poets
My Daughter Has A Your's, Mine, and Ours Family
My daughter adopted a child when she was 24 after working as a foster parent. She married a man with a stepson and two daughters with his first wife. After my daughter and her husband married they had three children together and then adopted a bio sister to the son my daughter adopted.
By Denise E Lindquist2 years ago in Poets
