About This Author

Hi there!

I'm a grandmother, a nursing educator, an avid knitter and an aspiring writer. I created this page for family and friends who expressed interest in reading my writing. It is mostly poetry with a few short stories sprinkled here and there .

The poem on this page is one my Mom favored. The collectible trinket is from a needlework picture of Longfellow's home she completed. Mom loved poetry and was an avid reader. She and my brother,Rasputin , inspire me still.

I have a published form modification called the Rondel Grand Modified; it is located here:

Drop me a note by clicking on the "Contact Me" link above and let me know you stopped to visit.

Happy reading and write on!

Joe's Words

All his life my young brother wrote
For love, work and family both;
He would say “utter amusement,”
But this prose needs no inducement
From his pen, thoughts inspired.

No words dared retire or impend;
Old terms, new ideas he penned.
Eccentric gems of dialect,
His views seldom scribed direct;
From his pen, prose tumbled.

Three eulogies, oft he did quote
"Four too many", sadly he wrote.
I would agree; I heard him pray,
"Goodbye's impossible to say;"
From his pen, memories.

Though afar his deep work I read,
Never once did my lone voice plead;
To praise his aggrieved wordsmith’s scree,
His stories captivated me.
From his pen, no debris.

“We grow too old too soon and too
late too smart”, sage old phrase rings true;
Losing him reminds my heart of
Its wisdom nous; lost sibling love
From my pen, pained adieu.

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