Creative Writings by published poet Christine McNeill-Matteson
Her face, was like a road map of all special places,
her eyes the ocean of knowledge and strength.
Yes, her words spilled out of time, joy and sorrow
asking for someone to listen, love and remember; she was here.
Copyrighted: CMM 2017
March 9th, 2017 Leave a comment Uncategorized eagleandchildinkling