To Moms Who Miss Their Art

I like the title of this poem because Her Art really just looks like HEr ART. And isn’t the heart the essence of art? Done with love from a place of love? Whoever you are, you’re still making art. And we need you. Thank you.

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I’m Sierra

Welcome to my cottage garden in the foothills of California! I’m a poet, gardener, and sunflower enthusiast. Here you’ll find personal prose + poetry celebrating the beauty of a little life, the inspirational and dynamic turn of seasons both in creation and in soul, and the triumphant hope of Christ. If you’re looking for somewhere quiet, this is just the place for you.♥️

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