Maggie I saw my laughing daughter in a vision. Her hair trailed, she floated nearer than was wise. She chased my dreams and made her own decision. I saw her beauty in a mothers eyes. I held the summer woman for a while. She would not listen, to the whispers of her heart. My spirit waned and... Sign in to see full entry.
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