Sticky Note Poem
This poem came to me in the middle of the night, so I got up and wrote it on a sticky note:
Mama
For these 3 people
I give not
a shoulder to cry on but
a shoulder to stand on
Find the window above me
and fly free
For these 3 people
I give not
a shoulder to cry on but
a shoulder to stand on
Find the window above me
and fly free
Posted: July 2nd, 2010 under Love.








Comment from Pawpaw
Time July 3, 2010 at 9:09 am
Beautiful poem. Perhaps you have found
a new outlet. So, hows the novel coming?
Dad