“What is left of my dream could fit in a matchbox,”
she didn’t mean to complain to him
but the words had escaped
from a crack in her broken heart.
“Sounds like a cozy little future after all,”
he said with a wink and a grin.
“Sounds like a cozy little future after all,”
he said with a wink and a grin.
2 comments:
First, I just want to say how glad I am to have stumbled upon your blog! Your written words are lifted into me with such ease...you are a wonderful writer!
Secondly....worry dolls! I recently did a post about them (http://bluegreeneyesyellowbutterflies.blogspot.com/2009/03/magic-box-part-1-tiny-doll-with-big.html)
They have special meaning for me.
You are a kindred soul searcher and I'm glad to have found you!
Sheila
How lovely to ready your generous comment! Thank you very very much.
I have quickly peeked at your blog and yes we are certainly on the same page. I plan to devour your work as soon as a put a dent in today's to do list. (just a little dent) Annie
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