Mother - A Poem (from "Four Folded Corners")

She strings me words,
     gifts like pearls,
which I keep tucked away
     for special occasions.

By Mary E. Lohan

School Day Dismay (From "Four Folded Corners")

To my son, David

I file my frayed edges
     my frazzled day,

gather you in my arms,
     my sweet baby boy,

when tears hang
     from your lashes.


By Mary E Lohan