Category: Poetry
The Whistle End
Mom just kinda called The Whistle End
Pull Hard
Getting a little teary eyed
The Path I Have Walked
Jamaica – Oil in Hair…… I know so you see the path I have walked –Owner][Manager waiting for moment [sad] me gone
Something You’re Not A Part Of
Can’t really get excited about something you’re not a part of –me to Owner on groceries][fruit for people