My life is packed in this suitcase.
The past is boxed up in storage
I can’t get rid of the special memories
held in them.
My present has a few items.
But I have left all the room for my future.
My life is packed in this suitcase,
working on moving forward.
Will you be coming with me or
staying in a box of the past.
Kimber Michaela 2012
wishes...wonders...words
Rise and Shine :)
Staying Positive
Scribbles on Cocktail Napkins
Creative Nonfiction & Poetry
constantly searching for my next adventure
Random thoughts, experiences, and wonderings mostly put into poetry.
A Poet and Her Words
Lucidly in shadows. Poetry from a hand that writes misty.
A girl's journey to finding herself.
and at dusk I break my past down piece by piece
DIFFERENT NOT BROKEN
Take a Walk on the Wild Side
Lyrics and Other Stuff & Nonsense
My Rambling Muse 