Dear, who are your parents? You look so familiar Don’t we all or Do we? I’m just me Somehow we need to be Familiar to each other To feel comfort To be kin within But…I’m ju

As we sat around the table one Friday night My Father told us to give Anything you have old or new Your time, your clothing, your love He said, “It’s what us Jews do” And so

To be with you Pretzeled legs and arms Tasting your dashing breath Beast to my breasts Curiosity is choking I need to jump Off the cliff of my life From all I’ve known it to

I just need to rest on your chest Pull the covers over me Let me hold you Darlin Let me listen to your beating Let me listen to your breathing Let me wrap my leg over yours I’

Everyday For something, everything One thing. Peace, solitude, happiness, health Not for me But for you, and you, and you I do, iPray Success, a point, a goal achieved A dream, a m

The child takes a deep breath and then begins To follow the silver pointer along the old page And sing ancient scripture of life lessons and God’s words Listen, for now is hi

The rain is so welcomed. It’s peaceful and calm. I love the patter sound it makes. Suddenly stops you from rushing. Air even stands still. Birds take time to bathe. Streets are c

With every single passing of breath We welcome a new birth Our fresh blessing of life Is placed upon this beloved earth Adding to the cylinder of family at last A beautiful being f

This day seems to come around now and again It is the day that must be and is different from all the rest There is no rest, just a lot of unrest A restless day Before this day the

You! Hey, you! Ya, you I’m talking to you. What am I going to do? When it’s time to move Onward and upward And I do it all alone Will I be alone? No you? The empty is s

Some days I feel lift. My arms spread, fully extended Ligaments maximized beyond me I know I will fly If my wings will only take form I know I can fly Away! As I rush down the moun

Not from my world Not from my time Not from my life Not from this line Yet so funny, smart, strong, and witty And takes me out of the universe Where I find my verse, rhythm, and rh

Suzanne is an Author / Writer / Columnist / Educator. She is the author of the children's picture book, The Black Velvet Jacket. Suzanne is a creative writing instructor at Concordia University in the Centre For Continuing Education and at Le Centre Cummings. Her column Living in the Now can be found in The Suburban Newspaper, www.thesuburban.com.