Poems from Charlene Callahan
Come back to me
I turly miss thee
Your happiness
The carefree person that I knew
Who broke the rules too
I miss me
3 months till my holiday
-my holiday
-my trip underground
3 months till my holiday
-wear my best dress
-skin clean and clear
3 months...
I celebrate your existence
You small child of mine-
It's simply ironic
You're my husband too
I heard the hurricane
Felt the air pressure change
Terrified for my crouching child
Holding her as tight as I could
Blocking her from...
I heard the hurricane
Felt the air pressure change
Terrified for my crouching child
Holding her as tight as I could
Blocking her from...