How to eat…no….snack….on a poem
I bumped into a relative of mine in the store yesterday. She told me how much she’d appreciated the poem I wrote about my niece’s – her cousin’s – death and funeral. She shared how she had copied and pasted bits of it into special scrapbooks she was making for her sons and she hoped … Continue reading How to eat…no….snack….on a poem
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