I built you a nest with love and patience. I lined it with my softest dreams and warmed it with faith they would come true. I nourished you with Buffalo Bob and Curious George and cuddled you with a plastic dog. I helped you grow strong and you flew away. What went wrong?
Sunday, April 17, 2011
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A lovely nest. Perfect. Not unlike it's anticipated occupant. You arrive. Under my soft protective wing you stay warm as you grow. You listen,you watch,you are loved. It is time to fly. You are close. Never very far away.
Tina
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