She was
daughter of the moon
cycling through
the ebb and flow
confident
she’d always return
to whole
Poetic musings
She was
daughter of the moon
cycling through
the ebb and flow
confident
she’d always return
to whole
The Musings of a Writer / Freelance Editor in Training
from my heart to yours
True wealth is the wealth of the soul
A Little Writing Workshop of Horrors.
Author River Dixon
