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Deborah Leah Krempa
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Damn!
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
I hate when this happens
Wildwood
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
Wildwood Park is beautiful this time of year With it's lovely trees, as they stand lingering Trees blooming forth blossoms and leaves It's wonderfu..
Lonely tonight...
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
May the angels look down upon my family tonight. Help us get through the first year anniversay, of my dear son's passing. This is thenight one year..
Just my life right now
A Story by
Deborah Leah Krempa
Writing hereat the cafe has helped me in many ways, thanks to so many wonderful people I was able to get through my son's death, which was a year ago ..
There you stood!
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
There wasa knock upon my door tonight I was just sitting herein the candlelight Funny, I was just thinking about you And there you stood in the m..
That horrible car crash!
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
They say my son died instantly in that horrible car crash But the coroner's report on the death certificate reads differently There were several..
If heaven is a place
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
(just my thoughts)
If words could kill
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
I recall the harsh words you said They were sharper than a razor's edge As you left and slammed the door It nearly hit me in the face I felt so ou..
This writer\'s block
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
so tired of the numbness not being able to let go of this uninvited pain there is no escape except to write but it seems my pen has grown s..
You
A Poem by
Deborah Leah Krempa
When the tiny buds come upon the trees As they magically turn into leaves I'll think of you in the early spring When the robin comes back to Ohio..
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