"We could make paper out of trash on rainy days.."
From a conversation with my sister, Nancy.
..........
A found poem. Found on face hook:
"No one:
The moon: (pic of moon)
Me: I love her"
....
Sun & Light
The first trees
shrubs
and flowers
to bloom here
in the spring
do so
in yellow or white.
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