Historias de Itsatruestory

Thank you little room, you've served me well I'm sorry for all the nail polish, and the tea I've spilled You've seen my secrets, you've seen my fears My best friends, my tears My love and lost encased inside these walls A little girl grew up in here, but she's far too grown up to live here anymore She didn't want to move. She had lived in Maryland for the past five years, and for a few years before that. But every military child has to move at some point, and for Bianca, that was just too soon for her.

A rabbit named Richie. Truly inspiring poetry Part two coming soon!