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Sarah Gilbert


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My daughter is out
with her new license
and our car.
I am home
looking out windows
with free time on my hands
to write poems
make a quiche
and look out the window
again.
© by Sarah Gilbert.
Used with the author’s permission.
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Sarah Gilbert lives in Appleton, WI. A retired La Leche League Leader and homeschooling mom, she serves as regional VP for the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets and coordinates monthly poetry readings at a local cafe. Her dormant poetry writing was awakened in 2000 by the second of four (so far) Lynch Syndrome hereditary cancers. Sarah also weaves, gardens and makes a fine lap for her three cats.

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Dorcas:
The poet is relax and trusting, filling her time with poetic thoughts. Does poetry breed so much faith? Perhaps it does, as it is a very pondering way.
Posted 05/06/2013 09:45 PM
russtowne:
I especially liked the last two lines! Russ
Posted 05/06/2013 03:04 PM
russtowne:
I especially liked the last two lines! Russ
Posted 05/06/2013 03:04 PM
Gary Busha:
Yes, good subtle ending.
Posted 05/06/2013 08:03 AM
mimi:
yes, the first of my grandchildren gets theirs on June 1--omg. nice poem! Sharon Auberle
Posted 05/06/2013 07:46 AM
tiddles:
Good poem, Sarah. With their freedom comes our worry. I think I'd be washing those windows nonchalantly to stay there longer...Marilyn Zelke-Windau
Posted 05/06/2013 06:40 AM
JanetruthMartin:
Oh, this leaves me with such a warm glow...I too, am there!
Posted 05/06/2013 06:05 AM
KevinArnold:
Yes great use of title and fun poem. From Sorrento.
Posted 05/06/2013 04:04 AM
pwax:
Perfect title, Sarah! Phyllis
Posted 05/05/2013 11:03 AM
rksanders@charter.net:
I love this, Sarah, especially the last line.
Posted 05/05/2013 05:01 AM
Charly:
Wonderful, Sarah. Been there?
Posted 05/04/2013 06:42 PM
Charly:
Wonderful, Sarah. Been there?
Posted 05/04/2013 06:42 PM
TheSilverOne:
My granddaughter will get her license soon....a mere child...can relate to this touching poem. Doris
Posted 05/04/2013 05:57 PM


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