Please think about the fatherless this Father's Day.
Category: grief
Poetic Memory
A poem like a rushing wind brings a surge of memory and grief.
Waves
I knew that getting old is not for wimps. But I feel like one anyway.
Please think about the fatherless this Father's Day.
A poem like a rushing wind brings a surge of memory and grief.
I knew that getting old is not for wimps. But I feel like one anyway.