Blooms in Indigo
Every day poems from a very ordinary aspiring poet
Sunday, August 24, 2014
little family
Three dogs, one cat
last dinner near the sand
doting mother, overworked dad
three young women, two immature lads
all in the family, all alive, all well.
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