Poems from mjboger

Mother said her friend would be running She would know one companion and feel one comrade Agony was a neighbor she would always visit  A...
A brunette and a blonde Sitting on a swing Feet dirty from the wet lawn Dresses soiled from the spring   Joy filled their vulnerable...
Like a stone in a lake  slowly dragging and unwavering to release   Barely able to breath her heart cried out  for a conscience and leash...