With the honey mustard containers John and I brought to the table, you'd think we'd have four children instead of only two.
Category: Child loss
Jack’s Work of Art: A Poem for Corrie’s Father
The circle of men crowded the museum for the first time in five years to judge the work of art. They gathered around the work by Jack after the curators of the museum had promised Jack that every color, every edge, and blur could possibly lead to his own exhibit. For they claimed they were… Continue reading Jack’s Work of Art: A Poem for Corrie’s Father
National Poetry Month: “For The Love of Cherry Blossom Trees”
In late March, when we first saw the Cherry Blossom Trees lined the street, the pinks mingled with the sunrise.
“If I Call You Juliet” Published in The Walled City Journal
I hope you will celebrate and laugh with me now in the spirit of Corrie as my poem "If I Call You Juliet" has been published by "The Walled City Journal."
Choices in the Spring: A Corrie Poem
I could've closed the garden gate,and gone away for good. Let theweeds surface, and the planterscurse us in wondering why wewould. I could've stayed in bedwhen I thought the clouds wouldnever part. But it is my choice torise, and not the sun nor the sky's.That is not to say there won'tcome days when I will… Continue reading Choices in the Spring: A Corrie Poem
Corrie’s Grave Decked Out for Easter
It takes a long time to take down everything, trim grass, and redecorate. My son and I prepared her grave for Easter.
Corrie, I Arranged Your Flowers
If I removed the flowers from behind my ears because I thought that I looked silly, she caught me.
That Way: A Corrie Poem
Remember when I interview you in braids and a princesses' bathing suit?
A Spring You Envision, a Corrie Poem
My hopes for you, my daughter, are many like a spring you envision lasting forever.
Daffodils are Blooming: A Short Corrie Poem
I see you in the flowers, angel.
Corrie's Season 