Fabric Linen
Gossamer, gently cool,
brushed against flushed hot face,
like water pooled in desert land;
softness kneaded with much
glad wearing, not unlike
the feel of mother's wrinkled hand.
November 9, 2017
Knit Your Fabric Contest
Sponsor, Nette Onclaud
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Copyright © Faye Gibson | Year Posted 2017
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