You said, "But Mommy, I want to go into the woods, too."
Gold of No Use Except to Me: a Short Corrie Poem
You said, "But Mommy, I want to go into the woods, too."
Category: Poetry
Remember the Times: a Joyful Corrie Reflection and Poetry Excerpt
Then are times, like now, when I come out of the winter. I feel the joy of her life. I feel the pull of her spirit. Her strength and humor then remind me of how she would want me to be after her death.
The Place of Corrie’s Dreams: with a poetry excerpt
Did you ever stop and hear about the house of which Corrie dreamed?
The Hero and the Hummingbird: A Hopeful Story in our Walk with Corrie
Corrie appeared in an open area of a deciduous forest similar to the areas in which she'd grown up without bulldozers, road construction and neighborhoods with three inches between houses
Kindergarten was Nothing But Sparkles on Skin
You know, I never got Kindergarten just right. Part time with a pediatric specialist who wrote that I showed echolalic speech and drew grotesque figures for a child my age. In rooms where they asked me questions, in great white rooms where I was an it, a hamster, rather than a child at play. The… Continue reading Kindergarten was Nothing But Sparkles on Skin
The Bister Color (a Corrie poem)
With your three year old words, you painted scenes of trees with every shade of green ...
Where You are, You will Come Again (For Jack, For Corrie and poetry excerpt)
Death smiled when she said, "Where you are, you will come again."
When I Walk through the Nightmare
My Memorial Kinder Walk is the one way in which I can physically show my love and honor the memory of my daughter, Corrie.
Filled with Joy (Poetry Excerpt)
To understand Corrie brings a desire to dance.
Six: A Poem for Corrie’s Collection
Include a pinch of make up you always ask me for when you grab my pale green Clinique tube and press your ...
Corrie's Season 