Empty nest blues hit. House full of adult children. We all sigh as one. Key words: childhood, empty nest, transitions
Empty nest blues hit.
House full of adult children.
We all sigh as one.
Key words: childhood, empty nest, transitions
Author: Janice
A creative. Lifelong Marylander. After many odd jobs of adolescence and college, have always worked as a writer and published essays, op-eds, articles, and poetry in national news media and small presses. Collection of poetry, "Saturday at the Gym", about boxing, aging, and motherhood; collection of artwork and poetry, "What Are Mothers For?" On the verge of an empty nest for the first time in 30 years, my question is: What am I for?
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Hi Jan I love the Haikus when you get enough you need to put them in a book. the turning 50 poem has an odd phrase about the police neighbors. maybe the lines are not breaking correctly. love you much mom
Punctuation issue, mom!