P.S. Poem written by my 14 year old daughter.
A cartoon version of Khalisi and Khal Drogo of Game of Thrones created by my 14 year old daughter.
Scorned. Mourned. I can forgo. I can hate. I can spite. I can let go. Devotion. Affection. I can only do. For you on that evening; When the night is beaming. For you on a full moon; When you hurt me soon. Scorned. Mourned. On that full moon, I will never let go.
I have a very heartbreaking story to tell. My youngest daughter who is 12 years old has a best friend of 6 years. Her name is Zoe. Zoe has been diagnosed with ovarian cancer (yes a 12-year-old girl with ovarian cancer).. she underwent surgery last February 2016. Unfortunately, her situation worsened since then. After severalContinue reading “Poem for Zoe”
From the night I slept To the morning of your beauty The sun shines With its glory P.S. Poem and photo courtesy of my second daughter. Thanks, Pat!!!
Originally posted on michnavs:
Three years had pass… thought of you lingers, memories so clear, I can hold you really clear. I miss you, I know for sure! Three years had pass.. scent of you lingers, running through the air, I can kiss you near. I miss you, I know for sure! Three years had…
It’s daunted It’s haunted. There’s emptiness There’s sadness. Reminds of love So high above. I can be there forever we could be together. Its daunted, it’s haunted. “I’ll you see later… dad” P.S. In loving memory of my dad who passed away years ago. I have been thinking of him lately and IContinue reading “Rendezvous”