Focus But Then The Brightest Light Of The Home Came Into Focus She Was Singing Along With The Phonograph Her Cheeks Rosy From Stirring The Pot And Chasing The Energetic Lad Her Soft Dark Curls Hanging Down Framing Her Face Just So As She Lifted A Spoon To


But then the brightest light of the home came into focus. She was singing along with the phonograph; her cheeks rosy from stirring the pot and chasing the energetic lad; her soft, dark curls hanging down, framing her face just so. As she lifted a spoon to

posted by Armistead Booker alias armisteadbooker on Monday 20th of March 2017 04:17:00 PM


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