It was Saturday yet Leela woke up early. She slowly got out of bed. Last night’s scene with her mother came to mind. It seemed unreal, like it happened a […]
The below story was written more than 15 years ago. I remember writing this story part by part anxious to read what I had written to my mom. She was […]
Untitled by: MaryEllen Herrera Deepest of Agony Thoughts, memories – pain they cause Questions, longing – cannot change Scenes, discussions – recreations of the past Yearning, longing – knowing it […]
I wrote this poem a week before graduating high school; so again, this is an oldie but I hope you enjoy it. Remember Me Not by: MaryEllen Herrera Remember me […]
One year (years ago), my sister and I decided to buy our father a Bible for Father’s Day. My sister thought it would be more personal if we included a poem – specially written. So I put pen to paper and wrote the following poem.
The Guitar: After facing hardships, a young man discovers grace when his actions bring unexpected discoveries.