When you married our daughter, we loved
You as a son, an appendage.
But now, divorce looms, darkly,
To be severed from us.
Who will you be then?
On your birthday
Should we get
You a
Card?
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Tammie Peters
As a recently retired English teacher, Tammie is now putting all those lessons of what makes good fiction, poetry, and essays to use in her own writing.
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