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Nikki,
I wrote this in 1999 when I was working in the Operative Services department at Vanderbilt Medical Center in Nashville. I worked in the payroll department and to get to our office I went through the Children's Hospital every day. VUMC had a little monthly publication called "House Organ" and one month had a poetry contest. So, since I've always had a love for poetry, I decided to give it a try. As I look back on it, it is almost unreal how the subject came to me on my drive home that day and the words just flowed onto the paper once I got there and picked up paper and pen. Very few revisions were required to the finished product. It didn't win the contest but I made it to the honorable mentions. I've always attributed it to the children that I saw every day.
NinaB
I LOVE it! It is so true that we live on those memories as time goes on. The good memories from my childhood help me remember how important it is to create those good memories for my children and their children too. Thank you for these wise words today!
Thank you so much, last night my son and I had a long phone conversation, we must have talked for over an hour, it was great, he brought up memories we shared, both good and bad, and it was good to hear that he remembered so many good things.....Jen