My Mother’s Hands
I wrote a poem several years back about my mother’s hands. Here it is: Heredity
March 4, 2020
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I wrote a poem several years back about my mother’s hands. Here it is: Heredity
I follow This Day in History, watching for events that relate to my historical novels.
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