Poems from Shanie828

Everyday is a blessed day because it is another chance at life. Love classic literature, poetry, out doors and my family.
Children. Frontline battle. Youthful brightness fading. Altered mindset a misfortune. Somber.   Knocking. Answering door. Solider bringing...
I write so my words can be set free They are the true representation of me  I speak without thinking, daming I know  Its a subconscious...
War
Children, women, men Casualties of guns, bombs Innocent or not ?
Try as I might I cannot sleep The sound of darkness keeps me peeked The heavy winds and branches howl my name  Telling  me come hither and...
Blue clouds pouring pellets of ice The rough terrain symbolizes life  At the end of every storm a rainbow awaits  An epic gift for our...

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