and she still sits and wonders what happened to the days of hope and wonders at the rusty bolts and holes… abandoned. how had
“I had to unlearn everything that the world taught me, to unravel myself” ~Sarika Pandey
It was a truce between us …an understanding. one more step and he’d fly away and I’d be left with just the image of
Tiny purple flowers dancing in a row happy in the morning sun petals all aglow. S. Bell
“If I had a single flower for every time I think about you, I could walk forever in my garden.” Claudia Adrienne Grandi
Just a drop that fell and mingled with assistance made a roaring sea and threatened all I am and was ever meant to be.