writings

In Her Eyes.

She strokes my hair and looks at me like I am the best thing that’s ever happened to her. She reaches for my hand and leads me through my house Bouncing into the bedroom, She has me sit on the bed And then she brings me things, all the things from my closet, hats, scarves,… read more

Emerson.

Emerson My rainbow child My love forever. You are the one that I spoke to when you were on the inside And you listened Sweet tender hearted man you are Always listening for your mama’s voice, Always aware of her laughter and her pain. And on those days when she is sad, you lift her… read more