summayya Posted May 13, 2009 Share Posted May 13, 2009 Return I remember being a slow child, always getting the reds. It was my elder sister who led the way and I became the angel. Flying everywhere for the smaller bits and pieces of stuff. My mom’s friend smiled her white teeth at me— I was the angel. And when my father came back from work, we watched TV with God. I thought we were salvaged. Until the clouds gave way to the sun and the rain dropped dead. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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