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Read Poetry: MOM’S ANGEL, Ken Allan Dronsfield

She sits majestically atop the Christmas tree hair of gold buttons sparkling dress of white lace her wings a stunning silver hue I watched each year her being placed with loving care upon the tree. My mother standing back telling … Continue reading

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