Creeking

By Boatmansrobin

Forget me not

This little vase belonged to my grandmother. She used to let me hold it sometimes, if I was careful. I loved the little blue flowers raised above the flat white surface. My mother inherited the vase and sometimes put small flowers in it.

I picked the little daffs. from my garden and put them into my special vase.
Happy Mothers Day.

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