karinaclay17
Junior Member

Joined: July 2023 Last seen: 8 months ago

Submitted Poems 4 total

A Drink What Butter and whiskey cannot cure But a Heart of gold can ..... Once where an old irish man sat said to the young lad i want to leave a message to the youmger generation to remember me by aye so quick make up something for I... – *by Karina D Clay*	2 Views added 8 months ago	Rating
das hummel as i held my grandmother hand she yelled my name and repetedly said breathlessly on her last breath i love you she felt warm as i hold her i grabbed the blanket and placed it in herfingers on her dying body i kissed her right cheek and she... – *by Karina D Clay*	51 Views added 8 months ago	Rating
Shakespere Some gave them white bread and some some gave them brown bread some gave them plum cake and sent them to town we are the people past of this german town just send us away to come back within a simple day... – *by Karina D Clay*	1 View added 9 months ago	Rating
clay chatting Hear He Hear He All wiped out as all lads we are the little ones passed out on a log or two by a warm fire the wee folk sit quiely and pour a drink or two around as they... – *by Karina D Clay*	1 View added 9 months ago	Rating