i find no words for the gratitude,
to define my sincere appreciation
to the humble and honest readers of my blog
really, thank you!
I remember the early times, my first poem
written for a friend who has grown all her life with her mother having lost her father while still young. I desired to capture the love and pain between, the cautious advice of her mother truly intended for her daughter to live a better life.
I honestly do not know how well I did, but like I said, it was my first.
I have been writing for about a year now, changing styles and stuff, faced writer’s blocks too, erased way too many works before publishing but kept on.
When I read some of my work I wonder, did I really write this?
How to explain I do not know, but I become gratified, and remember this has been a journey of many adventures and wish to continue with you all. Thank you!