Poetry & Artwork By Sarah Hyatt

What Happened the Day Before

I thought that maybe I would be in trouble, for what I had done. 
But I wasn’t.
And it still brings tears to my eyes remembering that Jackie was angry for me when I told her what happened the day before.
It took me by surprise, an adult being angry on my behalf.
And here I thought I was the one to blame. 



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Prayer


Sleep my sweet child
Rest soundly and dream of beautiful things
You are my heart, you precious fragile bird. 
And this is the home I’ve made for you, for us, to be safe.


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Sarah Hyatt lives in Brockport NY with her two children. She has created art and poems for as long as she can remember. The kitchen table in the center of her home is often covered in works in progress, from watercolor paintings to tattered notebooks filled with haiku. She strives to embrace the beauty and struggles of life as a source of inspiration for creativity and human  connection.