Poem: “The Widow’s Might”

The Widow’s Might

She sat in the pew
Her head bowed down
The basket coming
She made no sound.

Oh how she wished
To give so much
But alas she had
No Midas touch.

The basket came
She shook with fear
And into the basket
She dropped a tear.

Now tears can’t touch
Like Midas bold
But dripped from the heart
They’re liquid gold.

 Hilary McRee Flanery

Hilary McRee Flanery studied Theatre Arts in college at Webster University in St. Louis Missouri, USA. She has been in numerous theatre productions over the last 20 years but her real claims to fame have been "Opening Nights" in leading roles on delivery tables throughout the US Midwest where she has performed and produced ten children.

"Raising a large family and writing means that I set up strict priorities. I start each day with a prayer that has been in my family since God was a boy - 'Come Holy Ghost...give me the faith of your Saints, the courage of your martyrs, and the money and success of your athiests.'"

Hilary and her husband, Randy, have been hapily married for 30 years and are certifiably insane. They know this to be a fact since Randy is a Clinical Psychologist.

The Flanerys reside in St. Louis, Missouri with their 10 children, termites and a large bottle of wine. She blogs at www.hilaryflanery.blogspot.com.