Alexandrine Realization
My greatest accomplishments are behind me
I once was so young and impressive, beautiful
Always moving so quickly toward the finish line
So many people said, “Wow! She’s so very young!”
I once was so young and impressive, beautiful
I had finished degrees in my early twenties
So many people said, “Wow! She’s so very young!”
Champion undergrad speaker and debater
I had finished degrees in my early twenties
I’m sometimes ashamed I still don’t own my own home
Champion undergrad speaker and debater
My greatest accomplishments are behind me
The Synagogue in Frankfurt am Main, 1919 by Max Beckmann
The synagogue in Frankfurt stands tall
Constructed over two years, it opened in 1910
Max Beckmann captured his interpretation nine years later
Imagine how much the building survived
Constructed over two years, it opened in 1910
Before World War II, 30,000 Jews lived in the city
Imagine how much the building survived
By the time the US arrived in 1945, only 100 Jews remained
Before World War II, 30,000 Jews lived in the city
Beckmann captured the life and play of the synagogue
By the time the US arrived in 1945 only 100 Jews remained
The artist didn’t imagine the death that lay ahead
Beckmann captured the life and play of the synagogue
And there is a softness, a magic in his perspective
The artist didn’t imagine the death that lay ahead
The synagogue in Frankfurt stands tall
Tree’s Canopy
Mind crowded with pensive thoughts now released
The workout with the other moms allows an exhale
Babies giggle and gurgle on blankets within our circle
We lie, backs on the grass, eyes taking in filtered sunlight
The workout with the other moms allows an exhale
The stress from home fades after exercising together
We lie, backs on the grass, eyes taking in filtered sunlight
Green leaves frame the clear blue sky above the park
The stress from home fades after exercising together
There’s a sisterhood here, a common mom-experience
Green leaves frame the clear blue sky above the park
Our breaths are deeper, our children calmer
There’s a sisterhood here, a common mom-experience
My eyes follow the lines of the tiny branches
Our breaths are deeper, our children calmer
The tiny branches have layers of full, green leaves
My eyes follow the lines of the tiny branches
Sunlight peaks through small openings, causing me to squint
The tiny branches have layers of full, green leaves
Mind crowded with pensive thoughts now released
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