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In Honor of my Father: An Ode to March
Daffodils Every March my father brought the Daffodils. Flashes of my nose pressed into the yellow silky blooms cradled in the waxy green...
“Spring Cleaning” – A Poem and Reflection on the Role of Poetry in Our Lives
Poetry for me, both reading it and writing has always been a way of life. From a child making up metaphors with my English teacher father...