You were my shadow in the darkness
of the kneading-trough.
I taught you to speak, to love;
named you for the child I lost,
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Tan, some fabulous imagery, you've recreated an archaic atmosphere in a few well chosen words. I like both style and form. Rgds, Ivan
Wonder full :) p.s. seems I have to have 20 chars in order to post...
i am all a' tither from these images... please submit more of your work...