Here’s another poem pulled from the time capsule…

One sunny day in Ancient Rome
a child was drawing four purple dots
when his father called for him.
During the night
two full moons shining together
saw teh four breathtaking
dots and though of how
radiant they all looked.
As the two moonbeams
were looking, their beams
collided turing the dots into rocks.
The next morning
as the child saw the rocks
he took them to his brother,
and as teh rocks began to sparkle,
they both thought of their dead mother,

Written by J. Morgan 1994

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I am a 30-something SAHM with two adorable boys and a supportive husband who is very tolerant of my reading addiction. I love to read and easily go through about a dozen books a month – well I did before I had kids. Now, not so much. After my first son was born, I began to take my hobby of reviewing a little more serious and started Literary Escapism to help with my sanity. I love to discuss the fabulous novels I’ve read and meeting all the wonderful people in the book blogging community has been amazing.