Journaling in the land of Winged for Wednesday, March 26, 2008

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Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Born of Over-ripe grapes on the vine,

Wed 3/26/2008 6:12 AM With: Seductive aged Curves and sun-toned appeal not even soured by time! But then: Hot days and long nights/ Juices Burst/ Later: Nine Months Bright neon lights Illuminating fear and old scars… inexplicable pain Harvested: An infant seedling and captured in her tiny face was... Sign in to see full entry.

I’m good at rehashing why’s; why I loved her and why I didn’t...but why?

Mamma sewed, cut material and sewed some more. She never learned to sing or play ‘cause she actually sewed from birth to dying day, When her work was done on earth, I know she’s content forever mending The Little Angel’s Britches! - - - We hated winter. Mamma and I had arthritis which took a huge... Sign in to see full entry.

A Mother’s love was unique...

Mothers like myself have been associated with love, devotion and sacrifice. Being virtuous, flawless and conceived without original sin like Mary, mother of Jesus, was an impossible act to follow. I know both mom and myself did our best while on the longest job training program ever in existence. No... Sign in to see full entry.

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