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Her fingers moved to and froThe fabric from her table flowed She always had a fine designHer handy work was so divine There never was a seamstressWho could make a finer dress Even those who were nimblecould never hold a...
Sisters Shadows
In her sister’s shadows was the place she would goShe was always fourth in line in the sisters’ row always got the hand-me-downs, never got the newwaiting patiently in line for her feet to growin worn-out shoes A tear-streaked photo...
Tree Talkers
The treetops are alive with singing up highThe Gathering Blackbird’s readying to fly The branches shake rapidly aboutHeavy with blackbirds in sync, a shout They are singing in unison nowSome scatter a shadow; oh wow Flapping wings quickly flowPutting on...