Finding old treasures
Cleaning house, or at least, some of my treasured papers, has its rewards. I am not sure when I wrote this poem b/c unfortunately it is undated; however, I believe it was at one of the self-awareness workshops I have attended, no doubt.
2 comments:
Dearest Chrissie,
You may not have given birth to a young one, but I think your two stepsons Matthew and Christopher have felt the love.
A very consoling thought; thank you Very Kind Tart.
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