Deborah Leah Krempa > Writing | WritersCafe.org

I write whatever comes to my mind W ords to express my feelings at the time R ead my words and you will see the soul of me I love to write poetry..

A valentine sent up to H eaven above, this is my heart E mbracing you from the soil of the Earth Aheavenly gesture to my dearly departed V ale..

what is a grandma to do taking care of my grandson home sick with the flu what is a grandma to do when his temperature is rising to one-hundred..

she works everyday living paycheck to paycheck while he wears gold chains around his neck she just bought herself a newvan just the other day whi..

there must be something she fears putting up with him now for ten years so many times he has brought her to tears he doesn't appreciate anyth..

(for my daughters)(has to do with mental abuse)

her boyfriend is just a gigilo she needs to tell him where to go she takes care of all his wants and needs off of her kindness and innocense ..

You know I'm tired of talking, babe These boots are made for walking, babe Heed my warning If you don't straighten up I'll be walking out ..

(So much for writer's block, I think I should have stayed in bed, lol)

Sometimes I find myself afraid To be alone in the dark of the night So I fall asleep with the lights on With the covers pulled up over my head..