Why I Love Becky
April 2, 2006 @ 12:09 pm | Filed under: Poetry
Because of posts like this. Go feast yourselves on her poetry links!
wild and precious life
My Son, Aged Three Years and Five Months
Jane’s Turn
Then Again, Perhaps She’d Be Offended by that “Cowrin, Tim’rous” Business
“We ran as if to meet the moon”
At 1:12 pm
Becky said:
Oh my stars (blushing furiously). You really should warn a person, Lissa, lol, especially when the person is one of those anti-social, nose in a book, wants to be able to walk on by with her head down sorts.
But thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you for your very kind words which will have me smiling and cloud-walking as I continue with my spring cleaning : )