Life in the Little Things

We spot him yesterday.  Lost. Alone. Without mom…or home. Littlest furry fellow. Easily unseen. Laying estranged, in properties path. The lost one. Forgotten. Littlest unforgotten…easily missed. Gathering him in loving arms. To Nestle him. Comfort him. We also spot, a centipede. Pencil stroke long. Crawling across the sun dried ground.   To some, invisible.  To others […]

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