Morning muse – 12/26/2017

He was on her like a falcon on a butterfly plucking her from the sky

He devoured her whole, heart and soul…

She never once cried just merely sighed and enjoyed the ride.

To be chosen by someone so magnificent was her greatest gift.

How little did she know she did not have to go, her journey was not over but now we’ll never know of the flowers she had intended to sew.

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A fly away day dreamer happily grounded by a child on each foot and a wonderful husband who always has my back. So I write my daydreams for now until our children develop wings of their own.

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