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3 comments:
This has always been one of my favorites! When I was a child, I polished my mother's nurse's shoes every night before I went to bed. Now, I'm nursing her. Not patting myself on the back, just relating.
That's a poignant story Karen. Is it a fledgling poem?
It probably will be at some point. Actually, I tried with the shoes, but kept creeping too close to Those Winter Sundays. Maybe someday I'll be able to capture the "offices of love." Right now, they're too immediate.
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