“World’s Toughest Job”
By Brianne Gunderson
I have the world’s toughest job
I have no days off, my head always throbs
I work long days and late nights
You can only see red in my eye where there’s supposed to be white
I receive no benefits or money
I work on rainy days or sunny
When things get crazy, I make it all calm
If you can’t guess what I do, I’ll tell you
I am a MOM!
“I am in the transfer program at Southwest Tech and Nicolet. I will graduate this summer with my Associates degree and will transfer to UW-Platteville in the fall for Forensic Investigation. After I graduate with my Bachelor’s degree, I plan on moving down south to Arizona to hopefully start my career!”
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“Crown of Thorns”
By She’haman
New freedom moves between your toes,
A winding weed within you grows
The wisdom deep inside you knows
the wild spirit ever flows
Bow low before the ancient muse
Which carries elemental news
Of whence you come through fern and soil
through time and space
Through rack and royal
Lift the veil and bring the dance
tossing ignorance askance
No king or claim can thwart your quest
Once you have donned this noble vest
Through fact of God you stand undone
Upon this throne of everyone
Belly slide through bramble mire
Scorching scales beguile fire
Straining wings propel us higher
Rocketing from morbid pyre
Into the black unknowing place
The home of fear and loving grace
Where stars reach out to cross the void
And on this course cannot avoid
Through portal wide of mortal pain
Awakening to truth again
So, do not tary, wither, scare
These shaking hallows, hardly rare
There's no mistake upon the day
That wills to lead your soul astray
each rage and shout and muffled weep
Is but a treasure for your keep
And when the scales are balanced true
Then harmony begins anew
Don't decline, as paltry
Gifts of modern time
With gratitude and words of praise
we let our karmic journey raise
Until emerging vistas show
Unfolding we could hardly know
If by chance someone complains
Of your failure to halt change
Forgive them well and tell them this:
(Nare will any detail miss)
Accept the truth - eternal bliss.
"I am a 51-year-old mother of 3 ... recently moved to Three Lakes from 'Out West'. I was met by this little inspiration on the way here as I drove."
