I would stand as a child and watch my mother light candles on Friday nights.
She would closer he
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Paula E. Kirman lives in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada where she is a writer, editor, photographer, filmmaker, musician, and community organizer. Her poetry and songs often deal with themes of social [+]
she tasted the sweetness of
the morning dew,
and spread her arms
in the wind, while
the storm she
survived blew into the
distance
the morning dew,
and spread her arms
in the wind, while
the storm she
survived blew into the
distance
arms, storm, wind
wind, storm, arms
storm, arms, wind