Raw & Resilient: Personal Reflections & Healing
You Left Me in Autumn
I wrote this poem as a reflection of my experience of letting go and finding strength. Like the seasons, life has its cycles—autumn represents loss, and spring brings renewal. Both...
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You Left Me in Autumn
I wrote this poem as a reflection of my experience of letting go and finding strength. Like the seasons, life has its cycles—autumn represents loss, and spring brings renewal. Both...
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The Last Gift From Mom
It was a Saturday morning when I discovered my mother's still body lying on the floor of her bedroom.
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The Last Gift From Mom
It was a Saturday morning when I discovered my mother's still body lying on the floor of her bedroom.
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