Sunday, November 27, 2011

The Weaver


A Woman with Spunk, Spirit, and a Heart that is Grand
The weaver.
Loves what she does.
Others love what she creates.
An artist.
A weaver with heart and soul.
Always had a smile on her face.
Never let anyone see her frown
and if you shall see her frown
then surely you must have done
something to make her frown
because she surely, rarely does not frown.
The weaver.
Now she is weaving all day, and night
to her heart's content.
The weaver
My mom.

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