Star Oct24 by melodylowes Stripped of her beauty, petals long gone, crushed and bedraggled, seasonal pawn. Bereft of her progeny, empty and worn, broken, she multiplies – a true star is born. Share this:FacebookEmailPinterestTwitterLinkedInTumblrLike this:Like Loading... Related
I love the photo, and the words, “broken she multiplies”–I think I’m living some beautiful truth in that. God bless you–love, Caddo
Yes, you are!