Barbara Billings Baker (1931-2012)
Barbara passed away
in education
her children loved to write
and those small towns
feel the flowers
Post-Mortem
2 months ago
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"and those small towns
ReplyDeletefeel those flowers"
I really liked that line. I think Barbara would be proud of you.
If Barbara saw this she would be honored.
ReplyDeletenow THIS is good
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