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Speak Louder To Me, November

Rose of Sharon dropsand the crickets grow quietin the moonlit night Concerns over rainno one sees Burchell’s Coucal — fluting comes his call © selmamartin.com “October knew, of course, that the action…

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Encouragement: A Repost– An Ode To The First Man I Loved

A happy Sunday to all. Today would have been my daddy's birthday. Pouring my heart out and wishing a Happy Birthday to my daddy who's snug safely in my heart: I remember.

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