My Mother's Poetry

I was visiting with my mother recently and the subject of writing came up.  She went into her closet and came out with some papers.  They were things she had written when she had taken a creative writing course about 14 or so years ago.  She was about 75 years old then, now she is 90.

I never knew that she had an interest in writing.  It seems that we don’t stop and think of our parents and what creative outlets they might yearn for. She has resisted becoming acquainted with the computer and all that it offers, so I told her that I would post her poem and her short story.  She seemed so pleased with the idea.  You can read some of her work here.