Mother Knows Best

Yet another poem about Mothers.



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Birds of A Feather Flock Together

via Daily Prompt: Distant

“Donny…are you okay?” Anya’s concerned gaze burned through Donny’s back. He scoffs and turns to look at his older sister. “Of course I’m okay¬†Anya. How can you even ask that? Our sister just left us, just like Dad!” His dark brown eyes glare harshly at Anya, who flinches, her equally dark eyes moving to the floor. Continue reading “Birds of A Feather Flock Together”