Moon nestled in clouds Quarter in the slot of night Send up some good dreams
Moon nestled in clouds
Quarter in the slot of night
Send up some good dreams

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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Beautiful image and words. I have fond memories of quarters. The times I used to collect them in those blue albums. I love the way quarters fit in laundry machines when I washed my clothes in college. Love to think of this moon slotted to bring some dreams to fruition.