A poem for anyone looking for a safe place in the Kingdom Nameless  Not claiming to be  Blameless  Nor shameless  But things are...

For my Ex- And men like him I find men to be like squirrels and me more like a tree  Looking to make the home in me Sometimes I let them...

I wonder if my mama porch could talk-  What it have to say about the  Summer daze & card games on those same fronts steps  If it...