Monthly Archives: May 2011

My Baby Boy

My Baby Boy by tammi hartley

my baby boy

My Baby Boy


The Truth of Charm

My wings are the eagle’s —
My song is the bird’s.
But I cannot fly,
And my words aren’t heard.

My name belongs to the Goddess —
My beauty stolen from the rose.
But I am not worshipped —
This garden, I am about to outgrow.

My sweetness is the honey’s —
My grace belongs to the butterfly.
But I have no taste for sweets,
And the butterfly flies too high.


Death’s Rosebud

Death's Rosebud

Death's Rosebud