A poem I wrote recently for the UU mother's day service in May:
11 Mar 04
Mother's Milk
The Moon is a hopeless
romantic.
She persuades always towards
love,
not prudence.
even if it means agonies
of the body,
years of anguish and torment,
and irreparable
damages.
She assures always to the
doubtful
that, indeed, the million
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