not all who wander...
sometimes poems are mysteries like this one although there's something ordinary in here maybe less inhibited it's long and might be short...
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not all who wander...
Special
through - a poem
A DEEP group
It's in our hands
Notes from today
The Long Goodbye - or not
The only time
Wendy Mitchell, an inspiration
Tarmac, ocean
Hartland
And there's more to come
Are we understanding?
Pasta, herbs, spices, rice, three kinds of flour, nuts, sultanas, oats, seeds. And the rest.
Days
Another way
How to talk to me
I get stuck
Dementia warrior versus Paris via Eurostar
Dementia Alliance International blog