my mother does
with a generous heart, a constant flow of goodies and tricks up her sleeve.
a love language in my shapes and forms, while standing at the kitchen sink, playing cards, hanging clothes, chores made into games, and kneeling in church.
her guidance by example, by readiness, willingness- and a chunks of witty humor. Soft and warm step aside to practical determination call it firecracker pop, I am here let’s go.
thankful for my mother xxx
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