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Night ridden fears and pools of tears, tracks left behind on dewy oilcloth and puffy pink eyes she could not hide. Peanut butter sandwiches wax papered, soldiers lining the counter awaiting sleeping children, their school day cares and concerns at rest. A rest never hers before dawn.
JAM (c)25Oct2012
Nice one …
Thanks, LFR, appreciate your professional eye on my stuff. Much love xo
A mother’s lot is not easy…!
No. And my mother’s lot was a LOT. It’s only later, when we are older, that we truly know what might we witnessed in our parents. Human beings making do with what they know. Just as most of us do now. Thanks for visiting
It reads really well – like a wave
Wow. Thank you so much for this!
This has a poetic ring to it.
thanks, Tots, see you soon
Wow so much in 50 words. I love it!
Hightest compliment from you, young lady, thanks much
You packed plenty into a few words. always a sign of talent in my opinion
Thanks for the compliment, Peter, much appreciated
Love this! Well chosen words to match the pic.
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