sunday kind of love….. joni mitchell

"You've honey on your tongue, ma fifille," Maman once said. "If you'd lived in earlier times, you could have been a troubadour.""...There aren't any troubadours any more, are there, Maman?" Marie said. "And if there were, girls wouldn't be allowed to be one.""Probably not," Maman agreed sadly."I'll be one anyway," I said with determination.Maman smiled and gently pulled on my hair. "I'm sure you will, ma fifille, a clever girl like you. You can do whatever you like in this world if you just have courage enough." Author: Kate Forsyth BITTER GREENS

“You’ve honey on your tongue, ma fifille,” Maman once said. “If you’d lived in earlier times, you could have been a troubadour.””…There aren’t any troubadours any more, are there, Maman?” Marie said. “And if there were, girls wouldn’t be allowed to be one.””Probably not,” Maman agreed sadly.”I’ll be one anyway,” I said with determination.Maman smiled and gently pulled on my hair. “I’m sure you will, ma fifille, a clever girl like you. You can do whatever you like in this world if you just have courage enough.”
Author: Kate Forsyth BITTER GREENSs

 

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