Poem and Photo by Emory Hall
from her new book.
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19 September 2023
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Beautiful
Posted by: Jeanne | 19 September 2023 at 06:45 PM
That is eminently profound, I will let it soak in...and save it to read again and again! Thanks Jennie, NZ
Posted by: Jennifer Phillipps | 20 September 2023 at 07:18 AM
Merci 💃💃💃💃💃✨💎
Posted by: Tina Sumser | 20 September 2023 at 11:00 AM
Lovely…thank you.
Posted by: Kathy | 20 September 2023 at 04:02 PM
Thank you! This goes to my friends - it speaks volumes.
Posted by: Darles | 20 September 2023 at 08:12 PM
Self care. This verse is so kind.
Posted by: TracyH | 21 September 2023 at 01:27 PM
Yes, I have been a thousand different women and dream of being more.
What a thought provoking thought.
Posted by: marilyn | 27 September 2023 at 12:56 AM