Seedling turned to Sunflower
Blossoming even as I gaze
By Liz SinclairPublished about a year ago • 1 min read
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No longer a little girl
Her stride has lengthened
And her deep rich honey voice
Sweetens all my days.
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About the Creator
Liz Sinclair
Amateur historian who loves travel and lives in Asia. I write 'what-if' historical stories, speculative fiction, travel essays and haiku.
Twitter: @LizinBali. LinkedIn: sinclairliz
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