Author: Heidi E. Cruz
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Bay Mare’s Foal
Trees and grass, the Bay mare’s protection One spring night. Breathing heavily – No wind, No threat in sight. Her colt lies ... -
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Winter Spring
The woods sleep with snow My ears listen for spring birds, My eyes long for you As I sit by the window Wishing you ... -
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Gone To The Desert
My husband is gone, Sealed himself up, cocooning Any love, affection Like I’ll live in a desert Then never ask for the rain. -
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Behind Books
She sat at her desk, Wondering if life was Worth living beyond the Contents of her mind, Because she found fantasy Kinder then the ...
