Last year,
This time,
My error,
I looked forward,
Anticipated,
Erred,
Imagined loved was the format,
No one gets why when you do are bleeding internally just because its not their trauma,
The blood that cut to your jugular emptied your heart,
Its unconcible (might be my word its not ten to five am November fifteenth in my heart and soul the word and thought exists.
Means goes without my understanding how Diana Lee Heike Dudley could have hated our mother & me so much to do what she did to us.
Then lied me onto Elder Abuse all so she could financially rape our mom after she walked into our home at :405 2nd st. N.E.,Waukon,Iowa,
December 3rd,2014, while mom and I watched a new TV show called ‘Stockers.’ Then torch with an excellerant our laundry room.
December 3rd,2014,I died twice of burnt lungs. All those I loved died.
I will carry this lonilness,
Where my heart was is now an abyss .
Big,
Warm,
…..Together
But we were a dream
Now the bed,
& comforter are mine,
Alone we are,
Alone void warmth,
Still the alone parts the lonely part,
Loneliness deep,
Deadly,
Empty,
Never enough heat or blankets,
I hoped it would have been also.
I left more comforters in a clear tote in our shed for you.
Wished it could be warmer. But I know the warmth of two bodies together would be hot but I’m sorry I screwed it up. At least you can pile them up on top and maybe stuff the 7 babies in there too and you all will be toasty.
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I love the blue one plan on getting into my shed this week want some things out plus shovel. Im plenty warm with blue and wolf blanket. Love you!
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Love you too, Babe!
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This is great about a wolf pup and his family .https://valwhitewolfmedia.wordpress.com/2021/11/17/chapter-89runt-by-marian-dane-bauer/
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