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Young, a poem written by Antony King at Spillwords.com

Young

Young written by: Antony King   I woke to greet a morning sun, So bright… warm, and gold Giving homage to the one above For things I love, and h...
Dad, prose written by Laura M. Baird at Spillwords.com

Dad

Dad written by: Laura M. Baird @LauraMBaird   He walked slowly, taking his time. His body gave him no choice. With aching back and knees that we...