Handsewn Poems - Poems about Handsewn

...My sombre shadow trails me, My own friend i’ve personally handsewn, It comforts me, Somehow I don’t feel alone. When the sun diminishes, The absence of my beloved lingers.. With only the mo......

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...Mom’s mother would load up the car like nobody’s business. Random supplies, clothes handsewn and hand-me-downs, handmade quilts, food, oranges, 50lb tins of shortening to convert into dual-purpose st......

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...Somewhere id is waiting hidden, I must go there now, unbidden, somewhere I must find my soul, name it someone, make it whole. Help me if you know the place, where my father hid my face, wh......

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