Poems from samantha.brock70

And Although He Knew.
And although he knew How much I loved him It seemed to grow  Less  and Less  Each day.    It seemed that he Didn't know how to help me That...
Is there a manual for this?
Where's the survival guide for this calamity? I'm praying, PRAYING, for someone to take my hand And tell me it's okay.  I'm not a religious...