I am a single mother. I recite this prayer daily, and it covers my home and myself. So grateful for the peace it provides. Thank you for extending this prayer.
I loved your poem. That's how my daddy is, and I love him. He is alive, and I hope he lives a long time. He fights everyone so that I can study. Love you, Papa.
I was touched by this. It is very nice. Continue the good word. It shall take you many places.
Good job. I also love to write! I love that you picked the subject of dreams.
I'm from Alabama and I'm looking for help for my son. I feel like if he doesn't get help, drugs are going to kill him. He is 37 years old and has been on drugs 23 years.
I have always been what others want me to be. I'm sick of it, but I cannot escape it.
Incredibly beautiful. I believe that when we understand, or rather embrace our feelings fully, we don't need many words. This poem is short, yet the feelings projected are accurate and beautifully used. Thank you!
I love this poem because it wraps up my friendship with my best friend in one. I think it's the perfect poem for her birthday as it involves lots of cake!
Deserii Austin was my best friend. She was 15 years old when she was caught in a drive by. She died in my arms. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't cry. The worst part was that she wasn't involved in gangs, but her boyfriend was. I told her that she didn't know what she was getting herself into and she could get hurt. But being stubborn like always, she didn't care. She was head over heels for this kid. Her boyfriend and I have the same birthday. We were walking him home when someone drives by and shot at us. I got shot in the leg and arm. But I didn't care. I looked at my best friend. My best friend was lifeless on the ground. I crawled over to her. Her last words were, "I love you...don't forget mmme..." her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her heart stopped beating. I didn't leave my room for 3 months. She was in my dreams and told me she was okay. But deep down I knew it was a trick of the mind. I love you Desi Bear.
Just lost my dad on June 28, 2018. I miss him some much. He was my hero, he was my life. My mom and Dad divorced when I was around 8 years old. He got custody of us, so he has raised me. He taught me everything I know. I know time heals, but I am lost right now. I can't call him whenever I want, and I can't see him whenever I want. I have always been the little boy by my dad's side. I have never seen him have a weak moment until his last day. I know he is at peace now and reunited with his mom and sister. Dad, I miss you every moment of the day. I love you with every ounce of my being. I will see you soon.
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