By Dianne Moritz
Walking through
forests of lost years,
you dropped small clues,
like Hansel’s breadcrumbs,
leading the way back.
Ravenous, I promptly
sweeten harsh words,
raw truths, as one
would a bitter fruit.
We continued down
those pot-holed trails,
rock strewn paths,
muddy lanes, hoping
to reignite young,
long ago love….
Dianne Moritz’s latest picture book debut date, HEY, LITTLE BEACHCOMBER, has been pushed back to later in 2019 or 2020. She is a frequent contributor to Highlights for Children’s magazines. Her third book, 1, 2, 3 BY THE SEA, has sold ten of thousands of copies. Learn more: diannemoritz.wordpress.com.

thanks for posting my poem.
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