This poem is really combined memories of my mother through the years. I wrote it as though it was all when I was a small child, and really, that small child is still the one who is doing the remembering, if you know what I mean. 🙂

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About Anne Sikes

"But we have this treasure in earthen vessels, that the excellency of the power may be of God, and not of us." (2 Cor. 4:7) Sharing the journey through daily thoughts and struggles, examination of Scripture, poetry, music and art.
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