MY FAVORITES, POETRY AND PROSE CONTAIN MATURE CONTENT!! ... that's all, go about your business..

A baby girl is lost from us. I never even got to hold her in my arms. I so grieve for her mother; nearly thirteen years ago I would have lost my baby boy if it hadn't been for the straps around his chest that alerted us to his failure to breathe....




~Everything goes back to the Spirit~

This is the only light in my eyes, right now.

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