Molly's Mom by  Leslie Hendrickson-Baral I know my name is Natalie I know where I come from Yet since our family's grown to three I'm labeled Molly's Mom I simply had a baby A real and human fact My identity's been stolen I want my figure back At times I feel I'm floating With baby at my breast Unless I'm looking in my mirror Or craving time and rest Okay, all right, I get it So I won't try to fib The source of life's delicious She's sleeping in her crib.

With the visceral memory of her writing sabbatical beginning to fade, Leslie Hendrickson-Baral found herself acutely more aware of her expanded human perspective as she recommitted to and regained her balance at the helm of her neurotherapeutic clinical practice. In addition to the publication of her poems in Troika and Wired Art from Wired Hearts. Her literary resume also includes publications in Mediphor, Potpourri, Millennium Science Fiction & Fantasy Magazine, New England Writer's Network, Poetry Motel, and Taste-Berries for Teens II by Dr. Bettie B.Youngs.

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