her shawlaround my shoulderswinter eases
Child on the tarmaclooking for the one in the worldlooking for him Karen Blaylock
rag dollshe says grandma’sgone away
this empty nestmy daughter’s voicelinks two worlds
finding my inner childthe colours I’d forgotten
holiday treat . . .grandson and I rideWestfield escalators
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