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'Pearl'
Mother Daughter Jewelry Bracelets
Made with stretchy cord, one size fits
most.
Mother Daughter Jewelry Bracelets
Made with stretchy cord, one size fits
most.
Click on the mother daughter jewelry sets for more details and individual piece pricing
Blue Danube
Mother Daughter Jewelry Bracelets
and Earrings
One size fits most
Mother Daughter Jewelry Bracelets
and Earrings
One size fits most
| 'Sets' include 1 mothers bracelet, 1 daughters bracelet, and 1 pair of earrings. Click on Jewelry to see individual piece prices. |
| Pink Flamingo Mother Daughter Jewelry Bracelets and Earrings One size fits most |
I am my mother's daughter
Born in the season of rain
On the night the stars went nova
Born to a woman of great strength
who was molded in the season of pain
On the night the stars moved west
Of her, I was made whole
Imprint by imprint we stand alike
Like Skyer and Tsy
Born in the season of rain
On the night the stars went nova
Born to a woman of great strength
who was molded in the season of pain
On the night the stars moved west
Of her, I was made whole
Imprint by imprint we stand alike
Like Skyer and Tsy
I am child of my own
Born to myself in the season of stain
On the night a star was broken
From which, out came dust, milk and batter
I became their solemn secret, their muse,
their puppet
Dancing about in feilds of black roses, until I
conceived of myself
Born to myself in the season of stain
On the night a star was broken
From which, out came dust, milk and batter
I became their solemn secret, their muse,
their puppet
Dancing about in feilds of black roses, until I
conceived of myself
I bore myself in the season of four saints
On the night my star was spoken for
I became woman, water, willow
Now I pull the strings and that's no secret
'I am impossible, invincible, immortal'
And if that could hold anymore truth
Then I am fleeting, fragile, feeble
above all, one thing stays true
I am and forever will be my mother's
daughter.
On the night my star was spoken for
I became woman, water, willow
Now I pull the strings and that's no secret
'I am impossible, invincible, immortal'
And if that could hold anymore truth
Then I am fleeting, fragile, feeble
above all, one thing stays true
I am and forever will be my mother's
daughter.
| Excerpt from the book "Lemonade Street" by Bernice Angoh |
History Fact:
The technology for glass beadmaking is among the oldest human arts, dating back 30,000 years
(Dubin, 1987). Glass beads have been dated back to at least Roman times. Perhaps the earliest
glass-like beads were Egyptian faience beads, a form of clay bead with a self-forming vitreous
coating.
-source; Glass Beadmaking - Wikipedia
The technology for glass beadmaking is among the oldest human arts, dating back 30,000 years
(Dubin, 1987). Glass beads have been dated back to at least Roman times. Perhaps the earliest
glass-like beads were Egyptian faience beads, a form of clay bead with a self-forming vitreous
coating.
-source; Glass Beadmaking - Wikipedia