Sheri Walsh
Writing student/ Drinker of cold, twice reheated coffee- Aka, Busy Mother/ Lover of poetry and sarcasm/ Owner of a soul still seeking society.
One-Line Poem: To My Granddaughters: I will.
To My Granddaughters: I Will.
Privilege is purchased by your grandparents wrung hands the moment the We Cans grow louder than the It’s Always Been This Way.
I was inspired to do a One-line poem after reading many of Tremaine L. Loadholts wonderful submissions. Check out her page!
