poem by Karen Norrick

Looking outside my picture window, watching the orange colored leaves falling from my maple tree. Each leaf covers the once green grass like the blanketing of the white winter snow. The wind, a crispy cold, I feel the warmth of the sh... Read more

publication by Karen Norrick

Getting started on my page for my stories and my profile, I made mistakes. I did it over and over.. I guess you can tell, because when you look, you will see it ..:D I am a writer who has not been noticed. I love to write, but... Read more