Poet Tree
Monday, January 10, 2011
Dorothy
Silver hair and frail. Deep breathes in and out. Painful it seemed but we were fooled. For she slept deeply in her mind where she no longer felt pain. We wondered could she hear our voices still...or was she already dancing with the angels?
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January 14, 2011 at 11:16 AM
baby this is nice. i like this a lot.
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baby this is nice. i like this a lot.
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