small poems & small plates
Strangely enough, he remembers nothing of the disjointed days when we all huddled together in puzzling and fear.He remembers only laughter, and the hiding games.
and why Spring is so beguiling. I've always thought daffodils and asparagus have been lovers. And each with her love of water and words which whisper. 
Strangely enough, he remembers nothing of the disjointed days when we all huddled together in puzzling and fear.
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