Seven Sisters 06 Wednesday Aug 2014 Posted by Caro Field in poetry ≈ 2 Comments Seven sisters, Each one an artist, Each one wrapped tight against the chill, Each absorbed in a different craft. Seamstress, Potter, Writer, Artist, Poet, Singer, And the eldest, The surrogate mother, A cook, a kitchen alchemist,. Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading...
A woman’s hair is her crowning glory, and these sisters were definitely wearing glorious crowns!
They were weren’t they?