Abby wept at the absence of cell service as she walked down the pitch dark desolate road, abandoned by the carefully constructed…
I’m doing my weekly roundup again! All my posts for the previous week together for…
Growing up, Matt was always told that if he put his mind to it, he could achieve whatever he wanted. So he tried. He worked hard and he reeked…
Just sit and be stillLet the quiet tell you its storySo much is saidBut rarely heardIn the spaces between…
The pitter patterOf little feet on the stairsFills my heart with joy
Did he run?
Along the boardwalkWooden planks beneath our feetAs we walk in love
©HeatherAnn
Don’t get too comfortable in your own skin
You can’t read between my linesThe easiest verbal mystiqueDesigned to disguiseTo hide the obvious in plain sight
