landed bitter and bruised, did not spoil or sour.
They say that I didn’t fall far from their tree,
stem snapped with sweetness , down dropped dignity.
Slice me into segments, now dare to explore,
peel back this smooth skin to reveal my heart’s core,
Inside me, the seeds of my own fruit do lie,
I hope they grow branches that reach to the sky.







The diapers were more important than re-subscribing on my due date this month, had to defer payment for a few days. I'll have at least my silver membership back up on payday! 
Hetohke'e









Hopefully all will not be lost if her seed is allowed to flourish and bear fruit for themselves 




















Chelsea



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