Originally posted on Following the Crow Song:
For mother’s day we made a late afternoon trip up Mount Cootha to see the sunset. It was my first mother’s day without my eldest son at home. One day they will all be winging their way into their lives and so these times are even more precious,…
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Beyond Frames
Originally posted on Ripple Poetry :
Image by June Perkins I am looking for the frames to help me break the frames; remembering Playschool windows round, oval, and square. I am remembering how my dolls were broken hand-me-downs and how I thought my frizzy hair made me look a clown. I was a little mother to…
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