Their smiles are a lie,Eyes barely dry,Tiny fists clenched into rocks,None ever sayingWhy.
“Mommy, look how fast I can run!” She zoomed up and down the aisle in a pair of pink shoes as the tags flapped against the side of her feet.
200 Drabble Challenge (#3 Rest).
“Bedtime, Dylan”. “Some water? Just a moment”. “Right, what’s our story tonight? “Again…
OK, Joey’s all done with his picture and his poem.
Silly Trump, fly-away hair
But he scares me with that stare
Look into his eyes if you dare
Hmm ..nothing going on in there
I looked at my four year old daughter today, who was bursting with joy because I let her have a frozen yoghurt cone at IKEA, and thought, yes – yes, this is why there is still hope for the world. Why there is always hope.
“It’s not the world that was my oppressor, because what the world does to you, if the world does it to you long enough and…