Roxanne Josephine Hayes

Roxanne Josephine Hayes

by | Oct 5, 2017 | Featured, Happiness

Old Dog Toward the last in the morning she could not get up, even when I rattled her pan. I helped her into the yard, but she stumbled and fell. I knew it was time. The last night a mist drifted over the fields. In the morning she would not raise her head– the far,...