Anne Clendon


She wrapped me up in her essence.

Taught me love over sips of tea. 

She resonates like music

from an old and much loved organ.

She was there for the forging of a new me.

She pointed my heart toward fresh paper

so that my life could be a well-thumbed story.

But, the first tale, I want to tell,

is the one with her  aura in it.

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