Diguised to resemble all others in the room, you appear in your tight fitting penguin suit. You struggle to find comfort as you fiddle with your bow tie laying slightly off center beneath your Adam’s apple. The hostess walks in your direction. You pray the sweat you feel upon your eyebrows doesn’t show. She takes your sweaty hand into hers saying, “welcome to our home Mr. Lansing.” The fear you had flowing through your body slowly slips away. A sudden power takes over you as you start to mingle with the others. Before you know it, you become the man of the hour and all eyes are on you.
I'm a wife, a mother, a writer, and a friend. I enjoy sharing feelings, experiences and my poetry. There are many things that I am good at, but I'm sure there are just as many things that I am bad at. I try hard not to judge for we know no one is perfect. I can however say that although I have a great deal of patience, sometimes the patience tank runs dry. If you value me, I will always value you.
Here I will share some of my poetry, my opinions along with some of my stories. I hope you enjoy(ed) your visit to poetsareangels.com. If you read and liked what you saw, please hit the LIKE button. Always feel free to leave friendly comments. Please no vulgarity as my teenagers frequent this site. "Happiness is the pathway to a memorable existence." Felina
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The Writings of Felina Silver Robinson 