Through the generations
. I married a man whose grandmother came from Ireland in disgrace. A dead lover lost at sea. I married a man whose father was an orphan....
Jun 9, 20211 min read
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The Washing Up
Cups and plates Buckets and spades Beakers and plastic straws All that remains Of the grand children’s visit In pinks and yellows Purple...
Apr 28, 20211 min read
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Ruby
A poem by a proud nana, celebrating her granddaughter’s adventurous nature. This was first published by the Soul Poets Society in...
Oct 1, 20201 min read
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