Heavenly
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Heavenly were days when our minds were like
Mom's fresh linen
hung to dry
in the
breeze.
At
her knees
we scribbled
in our notebooks.
Clean sheets fluttered and she -our angel – smiled.
Picture Number 1
Nov. 24, 2020 for Eve Roper's Double Tetractys 6 Poetry Contest
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2020
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