To My Mother I never understood that even at my worst Your unconditional love would survive. I never understood that all of your questions Were meant to get to know me. I never understood that no matter where I was...
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The Heart of Writing
PoetryPoetry is the voice of the soul as ittravels through the heart.Poetry sing out its observations andpraises to its muse.Poetry connects the past to the present-preserving each moment on parchment.Poetry processes hidden truths,adjusts points of view and sharpens one's focus.Poetry...