Posted in Love


I watch the flock of cranes pass by,

and search with them for a warmer hearth

where welcoming arms may await me.

I think of you–

a life lost to ambition.

The chill of winter creeps up my spine.

No arms would welcome me


I am here to freeze alone

in my own company.


I am an Instructional Designer, avid reader, small-town woman and working mother with a fish-eye perspective. I have just published my first book, The Forest Bed and other short stories. If you like my stories on this blog, feel free to Like, Comment, Reblog and Share. You can reach me at or through my Facebook page

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