Forget-Me-Not
Forget-Me-Not Forget-me-not my flower So small and softly blue. When I see the summer sky, My thoughts return to you. Nestled low down in your bed you drink of morning dew. IlaMae (Ike) Stucki (c) 10/26/2011
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IlaMae Stucki
I am a Registered Nurse.. I have loved writing for as far back as I can remember. My first writing was experienced by drawing as a child. In 7th grade I wrote a poem about Abraham Lincoln that won an award and was read on the radio in Salt Lake City....
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