Deborah : Writing

Birth of a Star

Birth of a Star

A Poem by Deborah


I am not a star;my teeth are crooked, my hair is grey,I have a weak chin.I am neither polished nor fine.Yet I have been knownto dance in the rain,in t..
Pebbles' Sunrise

Pebbles' Sunrise

A Poem by Deborah


Written to my dog the morning after she died.