Jeanne Poland's Poetry Blog
12 Jun 2014 1 Comment
by jeannepoland in Family Tags: a Vision of Father, come out of your shell, Father Guard, Fifteen words or less, I'm in no rush to leave you solo, Laura Purdie Salas, son, turtle cracks a smile
When are you coming out of your shell?photo by Laura Purdie Salas
turtle cracks a smile: “I’m in no rush to leave you solo, son.” Father Guard
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Laura Purdie Salas Jun 12, 2014 @ 16:06:50
Lovely, Jeanne. Nature is such a comfort after loss…
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Jun 12, 2014 @ 16:06:50
Lovely, Jeanne. Nature is such a comfort after loss…