Ah! How could I forget my very first poem? I wrote it in 5th grade, when I was bullied by another girl. Slowly but surely, we learned to accept each o..
Another old poem I found in my dusty attic. Once again, the picture is not mine and I own nothing of it. It portrays my past life and all the tragedie..
Think about it! This poem hit me hard! I just found it a few minutes ago... I wrote it a long time ago. I find it true to the heart, especially when I..
This is a poem written this Thanksgiving 2008 evening on the reflection of my life. It considers what would have happened to me due to the various cho..