The Demise

Winter's Fruition

By Barbara Gode WilesPublished about 12 hours ago • 1 min read

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My darling small one

Your frosty breath grows shallow

Winter takes it all

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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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