Contemplating risk –a reunion with a former selflooking for an exit When did I become a snakerestrained?When did I become persona non grata? I slither between storiesconvince myself I can flydistraction a ruse I have big cat energyoverstepping boundariessocially adverse A faulty jeweldreaming of abundance but there’s a dragon to disarm My mother’s burden on my […]
When I had a mothermy hair would cascadein curls of auburn perfectiona red velvet bow to accentuate the wave And I’d wear my bestnewly sewn frockwith lace at the neckand fishnet stockingsand patent Mary Janes And the girls giggling with delightwould skip hand-in-handto the school promand the boys shyly perchedagainst the back wall would wonderhow […]
One Woman's Quest II 
They do locate, there is indeed a nostalgic connection.
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So symbolic, I think. Thanks.
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Yes, in my training years ago , they were critical to alzheimers – flowers bring memories for sure.
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Interesting. Thanks for sharing.
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Most welcome VJ
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VJ, here is all for unleashing the nostalgic ache. Keith
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Thanks Keith!
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