The language of poetry

Ayden left me with a lot of thoughts – emotional, happy, sad, brave… the list is endless and so are my moods. I write. I write about my son. I write to him. Poetry is just another language of my thoughts.

  1. Deepavali lights
  2. Born & gone a little too early
  3. I wish I wasn’t pregnant
  4. November to November
  5. The year that was
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