You could come home
But it wouldn't of mattered
Yes, you have shattered
Everything that was dearly
Don't come near
My eyes will be teary
Don't come here
There's too much wrong
You've joined their chours
You're now singing the devil's song
I can't be joyus
You're blind to life's evils
And I can't save you
It's not my place
I would give anything to erase
Memories of my crying face
So don't come home
It won't matter
How can you fix a reflection shattered?
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,