By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick Knock at my door, I heard Slowly it opened Mother was standing there Mixed with emotions Shock, joy, love Tears welled up inside, not a single one fell Our views quite different, as long as I…
By: Kimberly Potter Kendrick Knock at my door, I heard Slowly it opened Mother was standing there Mixed with emotions Shock, joy, love Tears welled up inside, not a single one fell Our views quite different, as long as I…