I like to fix things, the fixer am I. Without a toolbox filled with talisman, memory and crazy glue, the fixing proves difficult. A house is built with cement, nails, wood, copper and steel. A home is adjoining parts, veins, bones and good intention, feeding the heart. The most perfect, precise pump ever made, says the master journeyman, and my ancestor. Impossible to understand, at times impossible to fix.
Matters of the Heart
Published in POETRY & PROSE POETRY & PROSE
Could you please post my giveaway and cover on March 7th. I’ll send the HTML in a seperate letter
Thanks, Maggie Collins
Of course Maggie, I’d be happy to. I’m new to WordPress, used Bloggers for years.
Where/how do I add?