Thoughts In Death – September 20, 2019

I can't help, but See her in the grasses On bended knee amongst the cattails. Deep in her prairie Where she went to be. ~~~ The awe of what’s invisible Content on rising, Always in the east. ~~~ Each and every Passing moment Wasting away. ~~~ She sits alone Hands pressed against her chest Swaying … Continue reading Thoughts In Death – September 20, 2019