This tiny collage honors my mother...the most creative person I ever knew. She taught me to see beauty in everything, applauded my every creative efforts and left me all to soon. The images in this little collage remind me of the teeny flowering weeds that push through the cracks of the cement walkway, staying minutes it seems, just long enough to bring beauty and pleasure. I miss you mom....
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This is the sweetest, sincerest tribute I have read in a long time. A delicate poem in paper...
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