My Children
My Children Melissa Allor
Hello! My nieces call me Aunt Author, and I am here to share my stories, poems, and thoughts with you. I hope you enjoy them as much as I enjoy writing them.
My Children Melissa Allor
Today I had the honor of observingYour creativity and with it your perfectionismYour joy in creating marred slightly With the…
He sat on the concrete bench in the center of the garden. This is where he asked her to meet…
I picked up a needle and thread for the first time. I have this great idea of hand sewing quilts…
This morning my mother and I were able to enjoy a cup of coffee and a chat together before I…
Bang! Bang! Bang! She heard the wooden screen door hitting the side of the house. It never stayed closed on…
The wind blew through the pumpkin patch and the scarecrow shivered in the cold. He was propped up on a…
The result (to me) is unremarkable - A Bowl-cut pixie with bangs.It’s my fault. The bowl-cut, that is.I trimmed my…
The Glass mug sits empty on the shelf Bereft of sugared coffee and creamerAn accustomed flavor that my taste budsReject…