"She’d place vases of flowers at the spots on the table where Lera’s sisters, mostly older and out of the house, had sat."
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On Another Shore: A Photo Story Poem for Brother and Sister
You are always with me. We walk on different shores. When you dig your toes into the sand, know I dig my toes in the sand on another shore.
A Reflection on Military Members Lost
Less than two months after Corrie's graduation to heaven, I thought about my great grandmother, and her loss of her oldest son, Marshall.
A Poem for my Friends: The Moment When
Step outside one day at a time, and refuse to recoil when I hear that people are putting out their hummingbird feeders again for such birds of blue and green my Corrie shows to me in my sleep.
The Year of the Poet
I wanted to keep a promise to her.
December … We Remember
Corrie wouldn't want us to leave her grave undecorated. She'd be out there with me adding ribbons and, probably, arguing with me about why we can't leave feather boas on the gravesites.
A Corrie Poem: A Day
There will come a day, as days come and days fade, when i look at the walls after I walk through the double doors to pick up my son from his elementary school.
Corrie’ Season Presents the Rose Art Work, “Naomi’s Liberty Bell”
For the first time on Corrie’s Season, I share “art” as the highlight instead of writing.
Gold of No Use Except to Me: a Short Corrie Poem
You said, "But Mommy, I want to go into the woods, too."
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
Corrie's Season 