Patty, Adult Leader
Unity Center
March 2012
Today is my last time to see coconuts under palm fronds, Coquina crunching underfoot, to feel sea breeze skimming wave foam, to smell onions and peppers frying in my mother’s kitchen and to touch her wrinkled hand at close of day. I am leaving and may never come back.
Wednesday, April 4, 2012
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