I love to write.
Swaying under the weight of the most recent painful blow Hiding her face deep within, she cannot let it show The sadness knocks her down so oft she knows not what to do
By Robyn Keeble MBE6 years ago in Poets
Across a room I glanced Meeting auburn eyes That captivated my youth and held the universe inside Never have I seen two windows so wide open
I sit down with my family to watch a DVD Couldn’t afford to pay full price so we bought a copy Before I put it in the news flashes across the screen