Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
“Perhaps he does not want to be friends with you until he knows what you are like. With owls, it is never easy-come-easy-go.” ― T.H. White, The Sword in the Stone She flew-One early mornMystifying BellaResting in shade after huntingAll night She gazed-Into my soulNo more… Continue Reading “Mystifying Bella”
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