She Holds Her Ground-Mother’s Day Thoughts

by | May 3, 2012 | Uncategorized

Deep in the thicket, of the water’s edge, she makes her bedding of pressed grass and feathers of down.  Soft as baby’s breath, and warm as the summer soon to come, is her nest. Gently dropping the swelling from her belly she touches each one, then nestles down on...

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