Generations
Original Poem
By: Rebecca Nowack

Written: 5/20/03

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Sitting alone,
thinking,
of women who came before.
Mothers-
Growing and living
In eras changing dramatically.
Thriving,
with thoughts of
war and danger
on everyone's minds.

Grandmothers-
some who lived in freedom,
where women gained rights
everyday.
Others making a way to better lives,
brave to chance
new lives in a golden world,
Different from ones they knew.

And last the great-grandmothers,
matriarchs of our time,
with stories to weave
and adventures to share,
of days and lives
long passed.

Remembering the women,
who granted the life I live,
who brought me to a new world,
who tell me of the past.
May I become
a woman as strong as they.

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Rebecca Nowack
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"Logic is for those who cannot create their own realities."

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