Ode to Ann Original

Mom 

mends,

fixes, 

stitches-up-

dolls, bones, hearts. She is

the mortar of our foundation.

Today’s Fib poem was inspired by Saisons de Vie’s slice, Ms. ChiuBooka Writes’s slice & Just Gifts Life’s slice.

4 thoughts on “Ode to Ann Original

  1. Dear amyjuengst,

    This poem is quite beautiful. I love the leap from dolls to hearts and everything in between. You are right. Moms are quite magical. The picture is most appropriate, and you’ve managed to capture the essence of their strength and impact in a serenely succinct manner. Loved it! Job well done.

    ~Dr. Carla Michelle Brown

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