My tiny beaded bag:
My fingers trace my mother's wedding band
a translucent shell my babe found on an island shore
sprinkle of faded roses
a little girl's first tooth
and the smile she wore without it
three seeds of barley lest the rains of summer fail
for next years planting
and the silver pen you gave me
long ago
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June 26, 2006 at 6:35 pm
Lori
Beautiful! Now we have silver to go with our stones, crystals and pearls. All these powerful talismans coming together.
June 26, 2006 at 10:18 pm
Heather Blakey
Really Fran! This is in a class of it’s own. Magnificent! Such glorious talismans.
June 27, 2006 at 2:30 am
porchsitter
so lovely.
June 28, 2006 at 11:08 am
imogen88
Beautiful things.
October 26, 2006 at 5:02 pm
Soulwright
What a beautiful phrase:
…a little girl’s first tooth
and the smile she wore without it…