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May 15, 2023Liked by <Mary L. Tabor>

Beautiful post. I know your mother and father lovingly absorbed every word of your poem that tells all.

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Here is a poem written to me from this prompt. It is from a friend and former student with her note to me:

As you wisely wrote, it is hard to say the words that need to be said. Here’s my poem for you, sent with love and gratitude.

My Teacher Friend

Her syllabus was vast:

Point of view, sort of person, story arc

Resilience, forgiveness, generosity

Why we remember, even when it hurts

When to move on and what to take with you

How to spot the goodness, even when it doesn’t want to be found

To say things out loud before people are gone

Her gaze dares me to open a vein on the page

Her company is the give of worn seats in the E Street theater where we sat side by side

The fleck of her wrist as she makes a point —the slight bend in her ringed fingers — shows the confidence time and loss can instill if you let them

Tough as her hair is white, measured as breath through her flute, gentle as her brushstroke

Hers is a love that spans years and cities

She is the reason I know that teachers are friends and friends are teachers

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Such a lovely post, Mary. I've got tears in my eyes.

Mothers' Day here in UK (strictly speaking, Mothering Sunday) is always three weeks before Easter Sunday, but it's lovely to know that elsewhere in the world they celebrate it at a time when spring has sprung!

REALLY good timing - your post, I mean, not Mothers' Day! - because this week I've actually been writing a poem. It's finished - at least, I think so - but thank you so much for inspiring me further. 😊

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May 11, 2023Liked by <Mary L. Tabor>

Lovely post and poem too! Discovering the good, can heal and open the pathways to forgiveness or at least acceptance.

Thank you, Mary xo

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