Poems from ameliamiller764

At its simplest Poetry has been a guide for me A guide in medatation In thought In understanding what surrounds me Nothing has ever calmed...
Ascending Ascending Ascending Ascending Rising up from pain and sorrow Rising above the raging fire Rising beyond all previous madness The...
Three years old They have returned from the hospital And they smile softly at me "A name?" they ask They give me three choices One to long...