by Ethel Mortenson Davis
As children
we don’t forgive
our parents.
As parents
we forgive
our children,
opening up
one of the back rooms,
sweeping up
the dust,
making room
again for you.
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Thanksgiving
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Ready for Thanksgiving at Grandpa and Nana’s House
a photograph by Sonja Bingen, our daughter
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Thanksgiving After the Snowstorm
a photograph by Sonja Bingen, our daughter 
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An Evening
by Ethel Mortenson Davis
For Sophia and Phoebe
Because this night is filled
with black-winged pelicans
coming in to land,
a sail being taken down,
a sliver of a moon
climbing above
the white birch trees,
and laugher from young girls
rising above the lapping waves,
no more can fit
into the evening.
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