Grief

The warm air hits the cold snow creating foggy, dense air. This moisture laden air shrouds earth, like grief invading my heart. Each day unfolding into another the same as the day before. Leaving me stranded, an island unto myself. Arms raised, begging for mercy. ©️DeborahQuillinFought ©️RayOfLight58

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