We were all up at 3:45 a.m. What I won’t do for my mother! LOL
the cock hasn’t crowed... shuffling feet wake me up ...bright light of bonding gift from my sister — pink feathers and felt roses of fascinator great-grandma’s teacups eclectic and elegant — her spirit’s with us a royal event... elegant stars twinkling ...linking arms with mom sisters and i smile... eyelids open with sugar ...men snort-snore upstairs music and preaching... judges of America ...dad flees for his life did you like the dress… did the kiss give you chill bumps ...Prince Harry’s tears swoon pride of her mother… Meghan’s so ready to wed ...the rings joined sweetly at the commanding of the “queen” my dear mother — a royal affair 5/21/2018
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