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MY GIFT

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COLOR BLIND

MY GIFT

Healer of Dreams



REPOSTED: TO STEVIE - ON YOUR 14TH ANNIVERSARY IN HEAVEN

You Raise Me Up

YOU RAISE ME UP

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ANNIVERSARY WALTZ

MIRACLES, October 28, 2011

TO MILT: HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY IN HEAVEN, Edited and Reposted

POETRY

Dear Stevie, Happy Birthday in Heaven, Reposted

A NICE JEWISH GIRL FROM THE BRONX AND NEW JERSEY

CHAPTER IN MY BOOK: MEMORIES OF SUMMER CAMP

PORTION OF CHAPTER FROM MY NEW BOOK

MEMORIES: SAMPLE CHAPTER OF MY NEW BOOK

MY FIVE ANGELS

THE REPORTER

REMEMBERING MAMA -- BELLE OF THE BALL, Edited for Mother's Day 2011

A NICE JEWISH GIRL FROM THE BRONX AND NEW JERSEY

SHIRLEY TEMPLE AND ME

ROCK'EM SOCK'EM ROBOTS

LEVINE (Memories of My Father)

EVELYN'S DOLL

MEMORIES: I AM A BAR MITZVAH VETERAN

HEALER OF DREAMS

EVE - - - CURED

SAMPLE CHAPTER OF A NICE JEWISH GIRL FROM THE BRONX

LETTER TO RONNIE

RONNIE

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::: RAINz SIGz :::                                      
                                

                          "Cocktail Party
                          And
                          Painting Show & Sale."
                          Let's go
                          To our cousin's show.

                          We enter the door
                          To the main floor.
                          Paintings decorate walls
                              (They should be in stalls).

                          "Will you have some wine?"
                          "Thank you, that would be divine."
                               (If I drink 'til I'm mad
                               The paintings won't look so bad).
                          "I like that one," I say
                          Facetiously.
                          She answers, "That's a self-portrait,
                          That is me."
                                But why is the sky red"
                                And why is your nose located
                                At the top of your head?
                                And your breasts, if you please,
                                Do they really reach your knees?).
                          I gulp my wine.
                          The pictures are beginning
                          To look divine.

                          I point to a scene of snow,
                                 (This is pretty, I know).
                          I say, "This is a sight to behold!"
                          Cousin smiles at me
                          And marks it "SOLD."
                                  (Oh, my God,
                                  Am I a clod!)
                          "I can't afford it," I say.
                          Says she, "We'll work something out,
                          Slowly you'll pay."
                                   (I'll pay and I'll pay and I'll pay,
                                   There's no other way).

                          We get ready to go,
                          (I'm stuck with the snow).
                          "Cousin," I say,
                          "I loved your show."

                                               Annette Wexler, 1979
                                  





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