Jul 2022
Riding on a clothes horse
sliding down the banister
boiled ham for tea on Sunday
with
the family in the parlour.
Memories make us who we are
and some memories
are by and far
the best.
sliding down the banister
boiled ham for tea on Sunday
with
the family in the parlour.
Memories make us who we are
and some memories
are by and far
the best.
(68/Here and now)
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