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Minute Made – a litany of grand moments in a simple life
on either side of mewith lemonade in hand“clink”he says contentedlyand their Minute Maid juice boxestap together happily incheers, cheers, cheers. and oh how I agree— cheers to you andcheers to you,my daughter and my son.cheers to dreams I couldn’t imagineever coming truesome seven years agowhile your dad and I began a garden andleaned into life… Continue reading
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Heartbeat – a poem for happy, sad expectant mothers
Last spring as oak leaves finally came in green I stared at them, blue sky between, felt sad about things outside my grasp, no control for what may happen next. But before the spring turned up sad I found out about you one Sunday afternoon. Tucked quiet, happy in my womb, I thought all that’s… Continue reading
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There Are Things I Wasn’t Prepared for When I Became a Mother
there are things I wasn’t prepared for when I became a mother. how four years later I’d feel sad for my son who loved a beetle-bug he kept in a small pumpkin house or crawling cheerfully on his dinosaur shirt. my son carried this bug so happily, so carefully, but the beetle-bug would fall on… Continue reading
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A Poem of HOPE for Our Generation
I hope when you heard us talking about how fast our kids were growing you felt hope for our generation twice removed from yours. And I hope you saw how happy we were to be mothers in this day and age…how even the state of the world couldn’t change the state of our mind to… Continue reading
Sierra V. Fedorko 