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My new poetry book!

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Last year at this time, I was preparing for my Grandpa Doc’s funeral. The last time I saw him, he had asked me, yet again, when I was going to publish a book of poetry. I assured him I was still working on the collection, and I couldn’t wait for him to get his hands on a copy. He sent me the kindest notes after reading the poems I was sharing on my blog at the time. When one of my poems, inspired by my love for him, Absence of You, went viral last year, I knew it had to be included in my collection. I know Grandpa is watching over me and is smiling down on me right now, seeing the release of my collection, Absence of You. This is a book for anyone who has ever fallen in love, had a broken heart, or even given love another chance. Thanks to all of my readers on my author page who have been writing to me for the past two years asking for this book. While you might recognize a few poems, there are nearly sixty brand new poems for you to enjoy. The ebook is priced at only $0.99 because I want everyone to be able to download a copy to their smartphone or device. Here are all of the links to purchase Absence of You, including one if you’d like to order an autographed copy:

Amazon Kindle

Amazon Paperback

Autographed copies

Kobo

Thanks to all for the love and support-(even if you’re just happy dancing with me)! God bless and love to you all! XO ~Sarah

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Birthday “card” for my mom. :)

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
This is a card from your middle child,
Sarah Lou…

I don’t understand why we have to keep secrets
from my siblings, about my rank,
I know I’m your favorite
even though you won’t say it, and you still mix up our names

You say it simply means
you love us equally,
But when you call me by the dog’s name,
it leaves me wondering

Yet clearly a woman who takes her kids on adventures
loves each one with all her heart,
And you still accept our phone calls, provide prayer, pep talks,
and therapy free of charge

From road trips to boating to hiking in Whistler,
there’s never a dull moment with you
I remember the nights you defended our houseboat,
chasing raccoons with your flashlight and broom

I’ll never forget when the wise men messed up
every line in the Christmas play
You tried to stay focused and read from the script,
but you couldn’t keep a straight face

It started in your tailbone and traveled up your spine,
soon you were hysterical and laughing to tears,
The minister, the wise men, the entire congregation
joined in, and talked about that show for years

If I had a penny, for every time
I’ve seen people listening to your stories,
Before they know it, they are crying from laughing,
nothing about you is boring

You taught us to spot birds on wires, in trees,
and on the side of the highway and street,
With one hand on the wheel and the other pointing up,
it’s educational and exciting to say the least

You inspire me to write my own story, to dream big,
and to use my imagination,
You were the first person to teach me to live by the phrase,
It’s the journey, not the destination.

You taught Sunday school, you sing with the choir,
you pray with and help those in need,
You’re a listener, a friend, and you point me to God,
you’re always there for me

So while I might not be your favorite,
I know I’m blessed-
I’m one of three people in the world
who can say their Mom is the best.

I’ll respect your phone-free vacations
–my longest week each year,
But I’ll never quit calling,
Yours was the first voice I heard and that I still love to hear.

So on this birthday if I haven’t said it enough,
let me be very clear indeed,
I am undeserving and SO grateful to be the middle child
of the amazing woman known as Jacque.

I LOVE YOU, MOM!

LOVE,
SARAH LOUISE

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A birthday poem for my sister!

A birthday poem for my sister, Coleen!

 

Three days before Christmas, my elder sister arrived
I’ve heard tales of you, the perfect babe, my whole life

The prettiest babe you’ve ever seen, went home in a stocking
Blue eyes, so alert, and intelligent, they wondered when you would start talking

So angelic, what a smile, the sweetest baby there ever was
She never cried, she slept at night, most definitely a gift from above

But then I came along, though an answer to your prayers
Little did you know, my dear. How could you have prepared?

I didn’t like to share you with our Mom or our Dad
When you tried to talk to them, your blonde locks I’d grab

They told me how I picked on you, and so it must be true
Then our younger brother was born, and you had to put up with two

Two kid siblings, terrorizing their perfect, older sister
You became Mom’s extra helping hands and our weekend baby sitter

We never gave our dear sibling, sweet Coleen, a break
We’d peek through the window and tease and laugh at the end of all her dates

When you finally got your license, one would think you’d have been free
But suddenly you became the chauffeur for Sammy C and me

One time on Christmas vacation I came down with the flu
But you nursed me back to health, you knew exactly what to do

And while you may have enjoyed pouring ice water on your younger sis
You spent hours bringing my fever down and you didn’t mention it

When we’ve places to go, I know who to call, you’ll always lead the way
With your sense of direction and GPS system, Siri would be amazed

You swim like a fish, your dedication has always left me impressed
You’d entertain us with high dive twists and flips I won’t forget

You understand life’s essential needs, like fresh air, beach walks, and coffee
You make me laugh with the jokes you send, you’re one of few people who get me

You’re intelligent, dependable, capable, and a good teacher
And when I need a good pep talk, you sound just like a preacher

If someone isn’t treating me right, you’re the first to come to my defense
Don’t mess with your family, you’re a sister hen, you’re not putting up with it

So on this day, as we celebrate a woman so amazing and caring
Please wish her well, but don’t try to steal her, she’s mine and I’m not sharing

Dear sister, my friend, I love you so much, I hope you’ll always remember
I adore you and thank you for being by my side, Happy Birthday, to the babe of December!

 

Love your favorite sister,
Sarah Lou xoxoxo

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