©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson

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What is your move
the day you realize
no matter what goes down,
worse things can smite you?

©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson

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At best, you lose your innocence in layers.
Mom’s handwriting shows up on Santa’s card.
A tetherball turns traitorous and clocks you.
Your brother locks you out of your back yard.

©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson

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My heart imploded yesterday
from a surprise attack,
its cause so seemingly benign
my mind keeps going back.

©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson
an adaptation of 1 Cor. 3:4-8

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Love is patient.
Love is kind.
Love lives on
in heart and mind.

©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson

Come home to me, my child; come home.
Dance on the words of a mother’s poem…
stepping-stars across the sky,
shining bright to draw you nigh,
spun from gossamer and love,
heart-notes sent to heaven above.

©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson

image from Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints

Christmas, I thought, would always be
the best of holidays for me…
a celebration of Christ’s birth,
when peace and glory came to earth.
This miracle, so long held dear,
blessed and remembered every year,
engenders in each tender heart
sweet reverence for His humble start.

©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson

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Christmas shopping has begun,
but now I shop for three,
another sad reminder of
the way things used to be.

©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson

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A new year for an altered life––
I guess it does seem fitting.
2018 hit us hard,
its sorrows unremitting.