Well, it’s National Poetry Month, and just a few days into April, I’m already seeing friends posting some of their favorite poems on social media. In the years before mommyhood, writing poetry was something I lived for. It helped me format my thoughts in different stages of my younger life. So for the sake of being vulnerable and having a laugh, I’m going to be sharing some of my best and worst stuff during the month of April. Continue reading “Happy National Poetry Month! Here’s some bad high school poetry.”
Happy National Poetry Month! Here’s some bad high school poetry.
