Wendy Blomseth: PhotoPoet
Wednesday, June 16, 2021
Twenty Two Years
twenty two years
wine may be drunk
flowers may fade
our love is fresh as ever
wherever we go
whatever we do
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Hands Are Full
petrichor heavy in the air fills our hands
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