I love the transition here, Thom

But wait, my days of light, stuffed in 
a yellowed wine box, memories carefully 
wrapped I will keep until I am dead… the touch
of my mother’s hand on my cheek, holding my
granddaughter for the first time, the bundle I
will be carrying when I bang on the gate 
to Heaven.
Walking Around Naked in My Head
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Thomas Plummer
Jenine Bsharah Baines
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Apr 11, 2023
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I love the transition here, Thom
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Written by Jenine Bsharah Baines3K Followers
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J…Jen…Jeni…Jenine... Proper names are poetry in the raw. (W.H. Auden) Poet, singer, seeker, hippie grandmother gleefully revealing herself
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