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She lives within the edges and corners of life; dipping and drifting, side to side. She teeters on the edge of the day then pops up peeking over the sun. She dances with the fairies; swapping partners with the ease of a crochet needle in my grandma’s hand. Oppps, she slipped a stitch! Well no one will notice in the hodge podge pattern that emerges. With a slight wobble of self-consciousness she comes to rest upon my shoulder. Occasionally I catch a glimpse of her out of the corner of my eye.

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Date: 2/26/2020 11:41:00 AM
Alison, your have penned a lovely poem, well done _Constance
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Alison Hodges
Date: 2/26/2020 11:50:00 AM
Thank you for the complement. It has brightened my morning.
Date: 2/26/2020 10:57:00 AM
Some great metaphors Allison, I really enjoyed your write...
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Alison Hodges
Date: 2/26/2020 11:02:00 AM
Thanks Charlie. I'm partial to it as it is about my best friend's and my father's life spirit that still come to visit me when I need them.