This is the last piece to come out of my recent poetry class. Miss you, Nana. Late Thanksgiving night during the pandemic You left this world the way you lived Isolated And alone. I used to wonder why you kept…
The random musings of a stay-at-home mom chasing a dream
This is the last piece to come out of my recent poetry class. Miss you, Nana. Late Thanksgiving night during the pandemic You left this world the way you lived Isolated And alone. I used to wonder why you kept…