Lunch With Irmgard

You will take me on a safe train.
To my family's dear child.
Although she is older than I am,
Her innocence and love are ageless.
She was born here, and yet
She has an old-world charm about her,
And even her name, Altenbach,
Meaning "Old Brook",----
Has a great earth quality about it.


YOU ARE MY SON


Because it is truly a mother you need,
I will fill that need.
You have bounced me on your knee,
As though I were your child,
But the mother in me,
Holds you in my arms;---
And though I have no mother's milk,
Because of my age,
I will feed you with all good thoughts,---
With food, that will strengthen you,
For your rebirth, into a more positive world.

by Olive Harschar

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