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My Daughter’s Hands

One isn't weak because they break from the storm set to take the love you won’t forsake. Harsh words reflect shadows we cannot shake.

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Gold in the Sunrise

When the first cherry blossoms, I feel her kiss my check.

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A Time for Heroes in the Return to Arendelle: A Corrie Poem and Garden Pictures

We named the new garden Arendelle, after John, my husband, recommended calling it the North Garden. It honors Corrie's love of Frozen.

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We Must Awake: a Poem

John Lennon’s Imagine comes on the radio, and I turn it off because there is nothing more I want to imagine than a world where we’re together with our little girl. You say to me, “We don’t need the music. Your voice is the most beautiful music to me.”

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“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."

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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

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As Legends Make of Kings: The Iconic Picture of Corrie

We speak of her not as a piece of history, but as the breath you must experience outside when the first daffodils bloom.

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The Funny Memories I Miss

If you knew Corrie, then there are thousands of memories to miss. If you have gotten to know her through my writing and flowers, then you witness her effect on one person. There are moments that hit me, and I  cry. The fact is Corrie would not want me to stay in bed and sob.… Continue reading The Funny Memories I Miss

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The Writing for Corrie’s First Poetry Collection is Done

Relief sets in on an artist when he or she says, "It's done." Some of us take longer. Some projects are shorter. In my life, I've written three full novels. Those are the manuscripts I completed. Two were the warm ups to the third on which I spent seven years. "Son" is an excerpt from… Continue reading The Writing for Corrie’s First Poetry Collection is Done

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Three and Thirteen

By Rebecca T. Dickinson