Being Alone
Sitting down and wishing I was never alone,Wondering if that’s right or wrong. With no place to go,Or a true friend to know. What’s the sense of being niceWhen they treated me wrong,Not once, but twice? One day, I know that the lights will shine on me.Then I will have my chance to beWhat I […]
Pockets and the Power of Understanding
One sunny morning, Pockets was walking through the town square, adjusting his colorful bowtie, when he heard a loud argument. Two children, Mimi and Leo, were shouting at each other near the fountain. A small crowd had gathered, looking worried. Curious, Pockets tiptoed closer. “What’s going on?” he asked gently. “They both want the same […]