she sits
alone
on a sunlit
hill in
a white
dress.
she is
neither
waiting to
leave or
waiting
to arrive.
she just
is. and
that is the
best place
to start
the beginning
of her
new born
life.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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