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The Shawl

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Wrapped in a warm woven shawl
In the chill of early morning
I feel the familiar comfort
Of soft folds draped around me
And realize that long ago
In another lifetime maybe
I must have worn one daily

6 comments:

  1. Our past lives never leave us.

    Well done.

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    1. I agree, Gail. We have those memories imprinted.

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    1. Yes it was, at that moment I remembered.

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  3. I tell Bing a lot that I am sure that we shared a life in colonial America. She scoffs.....

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    1. I believe you are probably right, Maria, sometimes there is just a sense of knowing.

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