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Aug 2020
Soft and sleepy, she tumbled into flowers,
down onto a flannel meadow,
and dreamed baby dreams.

God's face, smiling.

He dandled her on His knee,
called her by her real name -Β Β dearest - and kissed her awake.

And she remembered.
Written by
Dianna Plourde  61/F/Washington State
(61/F/Washington State)   
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