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draped in sunlight she moved with soft arm and solemn face as i sat in the shadow leaves and dirt in hand examining her bare freckled shoulders as she laughed at the mud on my face and she'd read to me in harmonies and she'd sing to me from the pages and she'd laugh like it was something beautiful and she'd promise me she was a calendar: everyday

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ce-thompson

Published

Nov 22, 2015

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Notes: sometimes you see that people are there but you know that they're gone
Tags: #mom #mother

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