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Aimee Levesque
Bio:
Aimee Levesque is currently working toward her Masters in English at Buffalo State College. Upon completion of her M.A., Aimee plans on getting her Ph.D. and hopes to become a teacher of 18th Century and Victorian British literature as well as becoming a published author. Her first poems were written when she lived in North Carolina and appeared in The Charlotte Observer when she was seven years old and she hasn't stopped writing since.
Aimee is currently the President of Ken-Ton Special Education Parent-Teacher-Student Association (SEPTSA), as well as the Special Education Chairperson for Western Region PTA. She is passionate about advocating and assisting special needs children and their families. Her leisurely interests include writing, cooking, traveling, daydreaming and her favorite of all, being a mom.
Poems:
Morning
Red sun rises high
Above, behind barren trees
Which stand undaunted.
Inside of Me
My mind is
Pregnant with ideas
Nine more months
To go.
What forms will my
Children take once they have
Been given full life?
Peace.
Love.
Expression.
Growth.
Artistic.
Experience.
Goddess.
It will be
A long and tedious labour
I must push and push
For release.
I will cramp and writhe
Praying for the end ? a
Fruitful finality.
Tradition.
Truth.
Expectation.
Discovery.
Passion.
Life.
Love.
Random Musings
I wish I knew all the answers
It would make all our lives a hell of a lot easier
But it ain't about easy, is it?
We are here to work
To learn.
To grow.
We came in on our own
And we're going out the same way.
If that's not hard, what is?
I hope I find my calling
Why I am here?
Where will I go?
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