Dear Friends,
This amazing poem, and its reading, moved me
so much that I am making an exception to my
rule of reserving my blog page for my poems.
Please, give it a listen.
Bozena Helena
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1IkDPj4AS4L43Yy38gXXHC9f76ICfsXYM/view?usp=sharing
You can alsol access a video of this work at:
https://www.facebook.com/bozenahelenam
Thank you for your compassion.
Hi folks. This is just a test. No need to respond. Thanks. –Herb
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