Micah G Bingham
Joined August 2021
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Mom, Wife, Nurse.
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Pick Me
I was a lone little marigold wilting in my pot. “Please, please someone take me home” I thought as person after person walked by me. Then it happened. The bluest little eyes looking at me. “Mom, this one looks sad. Can I take it home?” The little girl with her crooked pigtails and mismatched flip flops said.
By Micah G Bingham3 years ago in Families