Deep rooted sighs, as I wonder where we should begin
what stories, what tales, what fantasies must we share
to make this lie a reality?
Do you feel the same that I do?
Do you taste the tears that slide down my cheeks
Slithering over tainted lips; a bitter taste of sorrow.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen February 2017
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A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments.
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