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My mother tried
to make everyone she met
feel a little better
when she left
more interested in them
than anything she had
to share
though she was herself
interesting
years after she died
a young man with kids
wrote to say
she was the only one
who ever told him
he had nice hair
From Everyday Love (2014).
Used here with permission.
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Peggy Trojan, after a career of teaching English, retired to the north woods of Wisconsin. There, she and her husband, David, with the help of family, built a house next to a trout stream. Peggy stays busy writing and making jam from the raspberry patch she carefully and lovingly tends. Peggy is a member of the Wisconsin Fellowship of Poets, and is the author of two full-length poetry collections and six chapbooks. Learn more about her here.
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