- THERE'LL BE NO DINNER TONIGHT / OR TOMORROW /JUST MEMORIES of babies being born /and growing/ like tadpoles /my idea/ was to let each of the children know what I know/ then/ let them go
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About Me
- Francy
- poeting for 32yrs; started in Atl. and now I LOOK TO COMMUNICATE ABOUT ART ; FIND THE RHYME IN THE HEART; FIND the HEART IN THE RHYME;Ilove my grandchilren and children .. there are 22 , of us all together ;one on the way ..yeah,I want people,more than anything, to comment on my blogs;they are rough ,yes, but kernals of poems/please take the time to offer me some critique in the form of a few words;I will always react.
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