poppies

 

nanopoblano2

 

eleventh day eleventh month – something to remember?

I’ve been caught many times, dashing to and fro when all around was silent and stationary.

time warp!

mother spent maudlin poppy days, not old enough for it to be personal

I’ll stand still at 11am and think of her

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