This is my story, about the life which I do not control. I am Ana's puppet, she pulls the strings and I produce the movement. -Dannielle

THIS POEM DOES NOT BELONG TO ME However, it is by someone that I loved very dearly. It is about the pureness and love that a woman, my grandmother, felt towards her invalid daughter. It will tug heart strings but it is well worth the read. Please enjoy, vote, leave comments and like it if you wish.;

Go after your dream.