Poems from Monika Smith

Cold and lonely, Pregnant and scared, Single and lowly, With not a word shared. Not aware how to feel, Don't know where to turn, Not one...
Nothing is ever as it seems when  A monster chases me off a cliff.  Did I forget to wear my pants?  Yes, I won a million bucks and ...
My little orange flowers So wild and free. They sit in the shade Amongst the big oak tree. I smile at them And they wave to me. My little...