It is in the still of the night when we are alone that memories both good and bad have a tendency to slip back throught the cracks of time to pop up in our dreams. We can only remember and accept what has transpired and hope it was worth it in the long run. Great write here Jean...lovely.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
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