Poems from Michelle Smith

Ana
I use to have a best friend. She was tall and extremely thin. When I look in the mirror, I sometimes see her again. Even though she was...
A sun gleaming red and green A time that disappoints the people who have been mean A time of anticipation from young to old, even the teens...
Does beauty fade from my skin if it's too dark? Well if beauty is only skin deep, judge the color of my heart, The hue of my soul. And if...