not my child, a poem for yesterday’s lost Posted on February 15, 2018 by Michelle Garren-Flye not my child by michelle garren flye not my child screaming crying pleading helpless not my child hiding praying cursing alone not my child listening waiting hurting lost not my child this time Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading...
National Poetry Month: Poem 3 Posted on April 3, 2017 by Michelle Garren-Flye Poem 3: 17 By Michelle Garren Flye Today’s the day. Seventeen. Amazing how the years Aren’t long enough. Filled with Moments. Moments to live over and over again And Moments to wish you had back. Nobody said it’d be easy. Did they? Nobody said there’d be no regrets Or that everything would be perfect. They said You’ll be a family. We are. We have been From that first Moment Of love. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest More Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading...
not my child
BREATHE: Michelle Garren-Flye 