Heart On Her Sleeve Publications
Where Life and Genres Collide
Trapped in a fence Lost from her pack. Six weeks from whence Her natal day broke. Dog catcher responds To a caller so dear Finding my fur baby, Bringing her here Our family to grow Our patience to test Our love to overflow, Our Bella, our pet. ~RMPropst
There is a life/death/life cycle that no one wants to live too closely to. This week, as the full moon began it’s decent to the grave and the bluebells pushed towards the light and life waiting for them above the loose soil, a mirroring occurred in my own life.
