exquisitely delightful, perfect read before bed. What tender images-he carried her, carefully easing, his hand a cradle for her head, he laid her, he wished her. One of my favourite words is father so this poem brought back some sweet memories. Great photo it expresses the sentiments of the poem so well.
I suppose that some people may be happy if I am afflicted by writers block but all of life is poetry and what depth there is to the simplest things. The Gandhi quote that you shared speaks to me so profoundly. I had read is biography as a young man. The message that he shared with a turbulent world ripples throughout humanities story and has become the integral fabric of our hope as a people.
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exquisitely delightful, perfect read before bed. What tender images-he carried her, carefully easing, his hand a cradle for her head, he laid her, he wished her. One of my favourite words is father so this poem brought back some sweet memories. Great photo it expresses the sentiments of the poem so well.
I suppose that some people may be happy if I am afflicted by writers block but all of life is poetry and what depth there is to the simplest things. The Gandhi quote that you shared speaks to me so profoundly. I had read is biography as a young man. The message that he shared with a turbulent world ripples throughout humanities story and has become the integral fabric of our hope as a people.