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Haverhill Suffolk England

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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

Sally Plumb Plumb

Thursday, January 6, 2011

poem poems Grandmother

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Dave Walker 27 October 2011

A great poem. Great write.

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Sally P. P. 08 March 2019

Thanks for your comment, Dave. All the best to you.

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David Gerardino 03 February 2011

love the last part...................

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Sally Plumb Plumb 26 March 2019

Thankyou for you interest. Best regards. sally.

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Constance K Yost 12 January 2011

This is a truly fine tribute...I like it very, very much. Constance

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Sally Plumb Plumb 26 March 2019

It was nice to hear from you. Best wishes to you. Sally

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