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			<title>Trials...Through A Mother's Eyes</title>
			<description>Watching my children and grandchildren go through some extremely difficult times these last 4 years....it at times has left me emotionally raw, and mentally exhausted. This expresses where I have gotten the strength </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JeanneBroome/307074/</link>
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			<title>&quot; Eternally Yours &quot;</title>
			<description>This is a love letter.. poem I wrote to my husband. I still honor it and him today. I asked if I could share it and he said yes. So here it is...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JeanneBroome/288490/</link>
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			<title>&amp;quot;Turkey Vultures&amp;quot;</title>
			<description>On a trip to northern Wisconsin...I got up early to watch natures creatures going about their morning chores. I was inspired while lying in the grass looking at the sky, to write this poem. It was just a on the spot observation. I had to write it down.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JeanneBroome/288097/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Bittersweet&quot;</title>
			<description>This was the final straw...I could take no more lie..it was over.1979</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JeanneBroome/283653/</link>
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			<title>&quot;The Archer's Bow&quot;</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot;The Archer's Bow&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;The Archer's Bow is sometimes off,When arrows he does throw,When targeting your true loves heart,&amp;nbsp;He'll sometimes turn the bow.&amp;nbsp;Cupid is an awful aim,He targets Human Hearts..He may pierce the Maidens,The Lads may miss the mark...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JeanneBroome/283647/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Sunflower Memories and Watermelon Dreams&quot;</title>
			<description> I wrote this poem for a friend and mother of 3. Her youngest son was best friends with my 3rd son. When her oldest son ..only 19 died tragically, she needed to get away...and invited me to her family cottage. The little yellow cottage was on Little Hills</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JeanneBroome/282971/</link>
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			<title>&quot;SWEET BABY MINE&quot;</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;quot; Sweet Baby Mine&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp;I kissed your pouty baby lipsa million times or so,I smelled your sweet, sweet baby skin,and kissed your little nose.I held you tightly in my arms androcked you fast asleep,I held you till you woke again...but only in my Dreams.&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JeanneBroome/282953/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Immeasureable Pain&quot;</title>
			<description>A POEM I WROTE IN 2006 as my children and grandchildren had to deal with great pain and hardships in their lives. I had lost my mom and dad nine months apart and was still struggle with that..missing them greatly and asking God to give me the strength to </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JeanneBroome/282204/</link>
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			<title>&quot;Timeless Fantasy&quot;</title>
			<description>Written in my hippie days...1970's and stored away.. looking for a critque</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JeanneBroome/282191/</link>
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			<title> &quot;My Captured Heart&quot;</title>
			<description>Written: October 12, 2004 to my then fiance`.  We married October 15, 2005. He is my Soulmate. 
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JeanneBroome/282159/</link>
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