by Tina Howarth | Sep 13, 2006 | Poetry
Precious moments for me and you, Precious are the things we do. Precious the love between you and I, Precious are the days that go by. Precious are the moments we share, Precious because we both care. Precious when we hold each other tight, Precious because it feels...
by Tina Howarth | Sep 11, 2006 | Poetry
Sometimes I see the world passing by, At times I feel happy, at times I just cry. The love, the hate, the hunger and fear, seems to get worse, year by year. So much war, and people dying, why aren’t there peace, and more people trying? Many rich people, too many poor,...
by Tina Howarth | Jul 10, 2006 | Poetry
The way you touched me just wasn’t right, You didn’t even hold me tight. The way you touched me felt so cheap, All I did all night was sit up and weep. The way you touched me made me feel so unsure, It felt like there wasn’t love there anymore. The way you touched me...
