Leaving

ground bound

By Barbara Gode WilesPublished 4 months ago • 1 min read

Photo by Klim Musalimov on Unsplash

Changes upon us.

Silent landing of colors.

Drifting down, ground bound.

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Barbara Gode Wiles

Barb is a young widow, having lost her husband and best friend at the age of 55. She is now devoted to her two daughters and her two beautiful granddaughters. Her dog is a constant companion.

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