Winter’s Chill Naked she stands Afraid Ashamed Confused Trust blurs Love’s defined Tears are gone A freeze sets in At the age of two Copyright 2010. Mary Armstrong Sign in to see full entry.
Life is meant to be reflected upon. If not, it becomes a blur of words and actions, minutes blending with days and days blending with years. Poetry has been one of my outlets; an avenue with which I can express my personal reflections.