Don’t give up..
Don’t give-up.. I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well. I believed the stories in the wind, I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my generation. I… Continue reading
Don’t give-up.. I changed face, I changed cities and played the jester well. I believed the stories in the wind, I believed in the voices of the traitors who forsaken my generation. I… Continue reading
I believe she wanted the old memories dead and forgotten.She lived for us children and her son. I had to go out west. Find kind elders to show me the right path.They showed… Continue reading
Dear Andrea… I remembered dear Andrea. A lovely Michigan gal, once was kind to my young heart. I wrote into a notebook. “Time has pass us by, old wounds don’t hurt so badly.… Continue reading
Freedom I will never forget freedom. Just promise Please promise That you never forget me. By Poet Dorene Oliver Dedicated to… Continue reading