HarperA Poem by Judy PoncebyCelebrating ...
Celebrating the Harper's training session,
children let fly from their hearts the very songs learned from this unassuming man. Hair silver in appearance, face care-worn, playing his mandolin on the fire warmed hearth, he gives way to each child's impulsive request for a favorite tune. © 2011 Judy Ponceby |
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3 Reviews Added on March 10, 2011 Last Updated on March 10, 2011 AuthorJudy PoncebySwanton, OHAboutI am me. Living life. Learning love. And laughing. A poem begins in delight and ends in wisdom. – Robert Frost more..Writing
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