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Cuddle

Long ago, I knit an afghan of mohair and silk Redder than red For my mother A womb of a hug for all the hugs she had given me Now she is gone, But the cycle of hugs remains. ………. … Continue reading

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alone

the little dog snoozes on the back of the sofa, having given up on being cuddled, She settles for the company of pillows…. at least for the moment. . She trusts that arms can neither remain busy nor empty for … Continue reading

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