I am a retired housewife born and raised in New York City. Now I a currently living in Puerto Rico. My passion is writing, especially poems about any topic.I have started to get interested in photography for since I started to see my cousin Isa’s Rogriguez work. I’ve began to appreciate it and just love it. I love to meet new people and see their perspective in life. I love people when they have positive views in life for they transfer that to me and make my life worth living.
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When you look at Isa / what do you see? / Do you see the real woman / that is inside of me? / If not, then please take a good look at me. / ............................................ / See the beaut…
Water like teardrops refresh my body and soul I giggle and laugh
With the wind leaves fall Red and yellow paint the earth Autumn has arrived
Butterflies go round, swirl, and twirl in a mobile making baby smile.
This is the story that I won’t hesitate to tell / even if with a heavy heart I have to / and if this is a way to get to an abuser’s heart, then this tale I must continue. / It is the story…
He is a man of many nations / where through him his forefathers speak their voices / Voices of the Past, Voices of the Present, Voices of the Future / This man dressed in his warrior clothes, proud fo…