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as fragile as a songbird - her hands knotted and spotted from many winters november came one last time - i held her hands in mine - gently - gently, she flew away to where songbirds go when it's cold in the mountains. r ~ 11/18/14
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 6:59 AM UTC
songbird
as fragile as a songbird - her hands knotted and spotted from many winters november came one last time - i held her hands in mine - gently - gently, she flew away to where songbirds go when it's cold in the mountains. r ~ 11/18/14
For my mother, Betty Taylor Richardson (8/9/1935 - 11/18/2013).
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 6:59 AM UTC
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