Letter: For Mary Eshbaugh Hayes
For Mary Eshbaugh Hayes
Oh did your garden
sow and grow.
You loved us so, you
shone light, your light
on us ten thousand times over.
I never doubted that when I wrote
You would embrace the creative seed
gripped tightly in my hand.
Often, you were the thread across an ocean
The reason it sprouted.
You I trusted
You I trust.
May we walk in your shoes, our shoes
the way you taught us.
All my love,
Sarah A. Pletts
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