Tag: poem
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Nanny’s Kitchen: A Poem
I remember the September sun diffusing through the blinds, casting light upon the table, where you taught me long division. Four o’clock and it’s set for supper: Forks on the left, knives on the right, two Flinstone vitamins for Evan and Claire. I remember the patio door, wedged with a wooden pole, removed when you…
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Seeds: A Poem
A seed does not know whether it is a daisy Or an oak tree, or even a butter bean And yet it contains within itself All that it needs To become what it is meant to be. -Paige Hawk
Humble Hollow 