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Do you like it? Another poem about my sweet Momma’s memories?
TweetMomma’s Outdoor Memories The old clothes line now sages to the ground. the bag that held the pins now holds a sparrows nest. The flower beds always neat and trim, now lay in disarray with weeds all within. Flowers trying to peek around the weeds that grow too high. The pears off that old pear … Continue reading