#writing-family

The sweetest sounds to mortals given Are heard in Mother, Home, and Heaven. William Goldsmith Brown Dear Mama, It has been so long since I’ve seen your beautiful face, That impish smile. I miss you so.

My pride and joy, my legacy from my mother, (or one of them, she taught me so much.) Mama had at one time 40 pots with Amaryllis bulbs, (pictured) That had to be brought in and placed in our basement,