I love you, Mother.
~ by samofthetenthousandthings on July 18, 2013.
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The one word which I keep finding in my own poems, more than any other? “hands”. Lovely photo, Sam. 🙂
Lisa Nanette Allender said this on August 25, 2013 at 12:39 pm | Reply
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The one word which I keep finding in my own poems, more than any other? “hands”.
Lovely photo, Sam. 🙂