In the interest of full disclosure, Molly is my daughter. She wrote this poem over a year ago at the age of twelve. It was stuck on the fridge for a long time. I asked her if she wanted a membership here and insisted she post this poem first. I'm not a big fan of poetry, but I love reading and found her winsome words so easy to relate to. More to come I'm sure. Good job, Molly.
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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