and post notes and photos about your poem.
And so denote, my reasoning obscure
does brandish some new answer, not observe,
it is not life, nor death, that lays impure
but that renounce called debt, that must incur!
The blest, released in power with demure
as once that foretold tower of occur,
why speak of suffering, as if it were a slur
that infiltrate of mercy, I incur!
With each new scope of healing, premature
that thank you, not of chance that others serve
but kindling by foul pace to witness lure,
draw not my scope in measured sameness stir ~
But in denounce of wrongness . . . . . to find cure!
A friend, Rebecca Carson Whitney, a caring Mother of a
handicapped child for 62 years passed away this week.
Her dedication, and love were obvious to everyone who
knew them. "Davey" is still alive and kicking ~ Some of
her family is well known in the entertainment world ~ Carson
~ In this small town in Nebraska, Rebecca earned her
fame ~ a caring and merciful Mother.