A Girl Who Is Thirteen-which

Maybe A Mother Wasn't What She Seemed To Be On The Surface.

For Someone Who Can’t Remember Very Much, There Seems To Be A Lot I Can’t Forget.

But There Is A Different Between Mending Someone Who's Broken And Finding Someone Who Makes You Complete.

I Sometimes Wonder If It Is Just Me, Or If There Are Other Women Who Figure Out Where They Are Supposed To Be By Going Nowhere.

I Wondered Why The Head Could Move So Swiftly While The Heart Dragged Its Feet.