Pen us a poem of exactly 44 words, not counting the title, and containing some form of the word map. Post your poem on your own blog, and link up using Mr. Linky below.
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Map the expanse of love from
When first I saw you—
Marriage yield signs through “under construction” motherhood
The bridge of two in love to parents, crossed
Expectations road sign warnings here and there
Expanding with time, the map offers new travelers and destinations.
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The Bag Lady 
Cheryl, I’m glad the map is expanding.
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It’s a comfort
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Oh, lovely. How well encapsulated!
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Thank you for visiting ☺️
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This is so sweet Cheryl.
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Awww. What a beautiful picture of new parenthood. We are getting ready to launch our 20-year-old off to her Junior year in college, 8 hours away…I’m gonna need a whole new map!
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Yes that’s a tough one!
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Thank you
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