a bubbly effervescence
in her voice
the stream after rain
Tiny Words
Haibun
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 ...
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