My mirror
Dear mirror, how is it you see all of those things I long to be. How can you know, how can you tell these dreams in which I daily dwell. And how patiently you wait for me when I am gone away from...
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Douglas, It is clear that Beccy inherited her father's talent for poetry. It is a joy to read her work. I am honored that you share it with us here!! Sarah
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Sarah, thank you. Beccy writes in a similar fashion to how my mother used to, very gently and with a sort of reflective view of the world. I have deciphered several more of her poems, including a real...
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This is lovely bongler... and yes the word that comes to mind is 'gentle.' Kudos to Beccy. Regards, Maryse
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