Deborah Leah Krempa > Writing | WritersCafe.org

Raindrops and lollipops Ice-cream and soda shops Two for tea and tea for two No other love will ever do Sharing plans, dreams, and wishes Eye..

Whether there be sunshine or showers. Bring to me a bouquet of sweet smelling flowers. Kiss me twice. That would be so nice. Love letter's written..

Rainbow's are woven by the wave, of Grandfather's gracious hand. A spectacular prism of seven. A smile formed from the colorwheel of heaven. A fro..

(just some of my thoughts, beliefs)

From the day that I was born. I feel like someone mourned. Was it not for me? The first cry I heard. Was it my own voice? Or was it that of my..

There is a mountain I must climb. To chase away these ghosts, here in my mind. I'll know when I get there. Wearing three bald eagle feathers in my ..

I look fora different drumbeat. Yet, I cannot control my feet. The sound keeps pounding in my head. The same old rhythm round and round. Like ..

Wisdom's voice does not speak much around here any more Guess I should show myself the door No one seems to care I live in polluted air The old..

(first poem i ever wrote age 14)

satire