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MOTHER WILLIAMS: ON BECOMING OLD

“I am old,” said Mother Williams while she sat on the bench...“And I do not want to jiggle and jounce my bones and innards like a horse or a dog.”
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AUTHOR NOTES

Learn the circumstances and inspirations for and published credits for this month's featured writing.
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SUBMISSION GUIDELINES

Readers who write in response to one of the prompts listed each month in “Splintered Glass”, may see their work presented here. Will your writing appear here?
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A CARING HEART

The caring heart reaches out...
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FOUNTAIN IN THE LIGHT

Where the fountain plays...sun-caught drops...
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LESSON IN LOVING

I never knew that pain shared eases with the sharing.
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