Reflections
by: Karla Wiggins2018 Mirrors on the wallReflect what others seeThe image may be clearBut not the real me. For deep down insideI’ve covered up my pastI knew this game was overI knew it would…


by: Karla Wiggins2018 Mirrors on the wallReflect what others seeThe image may be clearBut not the real me. For deep down insideI’ve covered up my pastI knew this game was overI knew it would…
by: Karla Wiggins3/18/17 I fall short every day of who I want to beNot always looking to the one who can help me see. So many times I leave the path I know I…
by: Karla Wiggins – 2/23/2009 The call came in, momma’s sick again She’s in a lot of pain, don’t know where Dad went. I tried to comfort them but words were few The end…
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