
I was raised in the Pennsylvania woodlands, and from this upbringing came a deep appreciation for the great gifts of nature
surrounding me. Although I can no longer walk the wooded trails, my mind takes me there and I write about the trees and flowers
and the creatures of the woods.
My place of childhood memories remains in tact, but I have seen first hand the destruction of the Amazon forests, massive
squalor in Latin American slums, and the decline of American cities.
I have also witnessed the results of efforts that have brought cities back to life; for example, Charleston, SC, where
black neighborhoods have been restored to their original elegance, and black families have maintained possession of their
homes. I have also seen environmental efforts pay off in terms of conservation and saving endangered species, and so I am
also hopeful about the future.
But I believe that what we pass on to our children is the key to our preservation as a decent society, and in maintaining
our environment, peace, and preservation of the family unit. All of these themes run through my poems. I hope you enjoy reading
them as much as I enjoy reading these themes in others' poetry.
I am a mother of four an a grandmother of seven, and as such, wrote one of my favorite poems to my grandchildren, called
"Give Me a Kiss" in hopes that they learn to appreciate the gifts of nature.
My life with Parkinson's
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