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Pink Feathers


While gentle refrains, lilting, relieve

The tender pains presumed so deep:

Those scraped on knees of infancy,

Poignantly does doting Ma perceive

Time sifting headlong through its sieve.


~ Courtesy R.M. Perris ~ a South Florida-based mama and freelance writer working mostly on clients’ blog needs, dabbling in poetry, and immersed in motherhood.


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