deb y felio
Peek-a Boo
She looks as if she remembers
this top half of a face
she once could kiss
and whispers,
‘Nana?’
deb y felio writes and waits for a new tomorrow because, thankfully, there are no used ones.
She looks as if she remembers
this top half of a face
she once could kiss
and whispers,
‘Nana?’
deb y felio writes and waits for a new tomorrow because, thankfully, there are no used ones.