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“Snowdrops” — C.Birde, 4/17

 

Dimpled,

silver thimbles,

nor expanding

seas

can contain our

unfolding griefs,

So let us sit —

eyes dampening,

knee to knee —

over cups of rosy tea

and drink

to all that is good and

precious and

beautiful

in the lives we

weave together,

separately.

 

— C.Birde, 4/17

 

2 Comments

  1. Beautiful, and so thoughtful 💜


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