Grandfather
I longed
for some love
and he reached in his pocket
for a quarter.—Julie Eger
to the small poem and the quiet voice within
I longed
for some love
and he reached in his pocket
for a quarter.—Julie Eger
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This is only a small example of the cogent, meaningful poetry
Julie Eger is turning out. She won first place in the Wisconsin
Regional Writing poetry contest, out of an unsually high number
of submissions. She also placed 10th of out hundreds of short story submissions to WOW (Women on Writing.) Check out her
burgeoning talent on jukotasnewplace@blogspot.com
What do we need…and what is enough? I enjoyed this post.
I wonder if a quarter was love
to him
so much expressed in so few words~
how fantastic is that…very relatable too..
different times…….different intentions…different needs….different expectations….too many differences to match…
Oh so touching. I loved your take on this prompt. G
I love what this poem says. We have different ways of showing love. It depends on who we are and what we have and what the moment is. Thanks for sharing this one.