Ode To Piper

Lucinda S. HorelOctober 29, 2016

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Ode to Piper

written by: Lucinda S. Horel

@lucindad16

An ode to the Pipe
Which I gave life,
My labor of love
A gift from above,
Pale blue eyes
Full of grace,
Set upon an angels face.

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Lucinda S. Horel

I am a wife and mother of three daughters who enjoys music, laughing, photography, and time outside and alone. I believe wholeness is a journey that starts from the inside.

Peace and love,

Lucinda.

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