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Sometimes ... we cannot hear. Sometimes ... we need to stop all the haste. ... Quiet all the noise. Wrap us in our arms and limbs. Everything else can wait 'til then. (c)jan leree 2012 
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A Table, Meant for two. Sometimes, in the stage of life… The cherished place has to be held, ... alone … By one… © jan leree 2012 
I am covered by the oil and dew of gladness. (c) jan leree 2012 
It was late, The night was settling ... into the eaves... He said to her as she arose.  Cover me, in tendrels of Fuscia... tease me, in the misting Oregon rain. Hold me in the dance of springtime... tell me again, what is your Mother’s maiden name? (c) jan leree 2012 
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AuthorMy name is Jan Leree. I am a nurse, legal nurse consultant, poet and above all, mother of four wonderful adult children. I am writing here from my own life experiences, in loss, in grief, in humor and in joy. I hope that you will find encouragement to face your life's circumstances by visiting my pages here. My heart and prayers are in a place to offer encouragement to you. The rights to the poetry and photographs are copyrighted to me. If you wish to purchase cards, post cards, calendars, or framed art of my work, you may do so. Email me at: janlereewhidden@gmail.com Archives
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