Something Old, New

Borrowed and Blue

By Wanda Joan HardingPublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Sapphire bracelet (Photo by W.J. Woodworth)

Her something blue

Was a gold sapphire bracelet

On her thin, right wrist.

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Wanda Joan Harding

Writer, Certified Professional Dog Trainer, Pet Portrait Artist, Devoted Dog Mom, Gardener, Singer, Amateur Archeologist, Every-Woman. I was an Airforce Brat who threw up over half of Europe. Traveling is my jam.

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