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Written, February 15, 2026
For the International Contest, One On One With Myself (Theme #1)
Sponsor, Nette Onclaud, Judged, 02/22/2026

FIRST PLACE

My Mulberry House

My Four Year Old Self

 

When four I played with my older sister, 
she was Suzanne and six and we knew joy;
till the screech of tires took Suzanne away,
and my life was never the same again.
I became lost in imagination,
quiet in my room . . .  who would embrace me?
But from grief~ a poet with wings was born.

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Paula Goldsmith

February 23, 2026 at 8:59 AM

Congratulations on your win. I loved reading your wonderful yet sad "My Four Year Old Self" write with a great picture. Life is journey, So sorry yours has been filled with so much hurt/pain. Your last line is true/great. You, are a wonderful writer with wings. We your readers, love your writes. Have a blessed day with your wonderful win..................

Constance La France

February 24, 2026 at 11:38 PM

Paula, thank you for the congratulations and compliment and lovely comment ~