Poems from Eflor1436
Her aching bones are broken more than ever before.
I see her struggle every day just to make things better than okay.
Her sweet face...
As a little girl I never understood my father.
He was a drunk man.
But oh how I still loved him!
As a little girl I just wanted to play...
There is nothing I would change.
Not even the little evil that happens in the world.
Why would I want something to change?
I wouldn't even...