author, Micropoetry, Poetry, Writing

Coming Home/Breathe

After losing both of my parents in 2020 and 2021 and rearranging my whole life, it’s time to come home to poetry. It was hard to be inspired when things were swirling around me and I could only focus on what was in front of me. My trusty pup Casey remains at my side. Looking forward to the future…

Breathe

The loss was deep
an endless void
It’s time to breathe again…

🐾🐾🐾🐾Fuzzy Pup Poetry

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