Seed Pods

Heart-shaped pillows toasted Cinnamon brownFill the air with musicbefore drifting to the ground.Inside each folded valentine Like an oyster curls,Nestling seedsLike shining jet black pearls.

To Mama Freda

Dear Mama,I see you brown-haired, bright-eyed, full of strength and energy. I see you serving dinner to people around a big table. I see you working in the garden, then in the kitchen canning tomatoes, peaches, green beans, applesauce. I see you leading teens in a story-telling game around a campfire. I see you at... Continue Reading →

To Mama Freda

Dear Mama,I see you brown-haired, bright-eyed, full of strength and energy. I see you serving dinner to people around a big table. I see you working in the garden, then in the kitchen canning tomatoes, peaches, green beans, applesauce. I see you leading teens in a story-telling game around a campfire. I see you at... Continue Reading →

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