If you love poetry and poetic prose and haven’t found Holly’s blog, you are in for a delight. This exquisite piece of writing is swoon-worthy. Enjoy!
by Holly of House of Heart
In that hour before dawn when the stars still hold on to the velveteen sky, stealthy specters rose, pulled on layers of clothes and quietly slipped into the low lying fog. Silently father let the car roll down the driveway signalling me with a fingertip to his lips to not make a sound for fear we would wake the sleeping who might want to intrude on an adventure for two…
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