Penny's Poetry Blog's poem for Mothers Day:
My Mother, by Ann Taylor
[...]
Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well?
My Mother.
[...]
https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2022/05/my-mother-ann-taylor.html
Penny's Poetry Blog's poem for Mothers Day:
My Mother, by Ann Taylor
[...]
Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well?
My Mother.
[...]
https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2022/05/my-mother-ann-taylor.html
On Wednesday, May 11, 2022 at 3:15:13 PM UTC-4, Zod wrote:
George J. Dance wrote:
Penny's Poetry Blog's poem for Mothers Day:
My Mother, by Ann Taylor
[...]
Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well?
My Mother.
[...]
https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2022/05/my-mother-ann-taylor.html
My mother and dad are buried here, and every year or so I walk out to the graveyard to visit.... sad but happy memories....
On Wednesday, May 11, 2022 at 8:48:40 PM UTC-4, michaelmalef...@gmail.com wrote:
On Wednesday, May 11, 2022 at 3:15:13 PM UTC-4, Zod wrote:
George J. Dance wrote:
My mother and dad are buried here, and every year or so I walk out to the graveyard to visit.... sad but happy memories.... pressed between the pages just like fine wine...…........
Penny's Poetry Blog's poem for Mothers Day:
My Mother, by Ann Taylor
[...]
Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well?
My Mother.
[...]
https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2022/05/my-mother-ann-taylor.html
Post edit much, you shit slinging little monkey?
🙂
Will Dockery wrote:
On Wednesday, May 11, 2022 at 8:48:40 PM UTC-4, michaelmalef...@gmail.com wrote:
On Wednesday, May 11, 2022 at 3:15:13 PM UTC-4, Zod wrote:
George J. Dance wrote:
My mother and dad are buried here, and every year or so I walk out to the graveyard to visit.... sad but happy memories.... pressed between the pages just like fine wine...…........
Penny's Poetry Blog's poem for Mothers Day:
My Mother, by Ann Taylor
[...]
Who ran to help me when I fell,
And would some pretty story tell,
Or kiss the place to make it well?
My Mother.
[...]
https://gdancesbetty.blogspot.com/2022/05/my-mother-ann-taylor.html
Post edit much, you shit slinging little monkey?
🙂
Voodoo Boy is just a troll doing what trolls do....
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