Birthstone CrownA Poem by Blue BelleMy nana (grandmother) gave me her birthstone crown.We are at the top Of the crown For November Is the month We were both born. A grandmother And best friend You are to me, Always In my heart. Making egg salad, Baking muffins, Playing games of "Uno," Those were the best. You taught me How to crochet, Although I have forgotten. Spending the night Was scary with little noises, But you turned on the radio To drown them out. You told me One day That I could have The pin, Those days Are today For you are now In heaven. © 2013 Blue BelleAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorBlue BelleElmira, NYAboutI am thirty years old. I'm dealing with a mood disorder/depression, anxiety, an eating disorder, borderline personality disorder, self-harm, and suicidal thoughts. I love writing. and most of my works.. more..Writing
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