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From the Old School He takes my arm, not to lean on, but to guide me across the street. This father protector, his sole acknowledgement ...
From the Old School He takes my arm, not to lean on, but to guide me across the street. This father protector, his sole acknowledgement ...
4 comments:
well done
much love
gillena
Thanks Gillena.
Lorena, I somehow deleted your comment. My apologies and thanks for stopping by.
Adelaide - Your site is like a magnificent feast, and the table is filled with every kind of delectable treat a person could want. Wonderful poems, my friend.
Warren
Thank you, Warren.I'm so glad you enjoy my work. I enjoy writing it and sharing it with others.
Adelaide
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