David Darbyshire

Rookie (6/11/54 / Darwen England)

Let Me Brush Your Tangled Hair - Poem by David Darbyshire

My sweet baby gets up after dark
A runs fast through the quiet green park
Returning looks tiered as she flops in the armchair
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  • Rookie - 39 Points Patricia Gale (6/26/2007 6:54:00 PM)

    Loving piece.... Mom always said if you find a man that will brush your hair or braid it stay with him.... never understood that till now....lol (Report) Reply

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