Sally Plumb Plumb

Rookie - 333 Points (23 9 1940 / Haverhill Suffolk England)

Annie May


Grandmother,
your bed was
soft and feathery,
a nest of flowers
and perfume.
You were a dove.

I usually slept
with crows
on horsehair.

Sally Plumb

Submitted: Thursday, January 06, 2011

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