poems Earth underfoot March 25, 2013by heather anne Sometimes we forget that there is earth cradling us underfoot, cushioning our falls. Our attempts to reach the sky. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Some call it red 
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