By Nancy Watts
Memories fade in and out
Connecting in the distance
An umbilical tugging
Toward a happier place
Children of the same
Fluid motion in time
Sharing the bonds of youth
And the Pinocchio arms
Of recent years that would
Greet at the door
Will once again be flesh
While I say goodbye
Nancy Watts is a wife and at-home mother of
two children. This poem is from a chapbook entitled "Of My Soul,"
grieving the loss of a love, from a complete book of poetry entitled Of
Ways Of Looking At A Woman. Working under the editorial guidance of Professor
Frank Anthony Ph.D., author and founder of New England Writers/Vermont
Poets association, Nancy is also finishing her first fiction novel The
River Wild.
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