Perhaps the winds were too strong,
perhaps the rains too difficult to survive.
She lay in a heap beneath the redwood trees,
lost in the brown decaying things.
I lifted her from that tiny cold grave,
her wings tattered, her bones so fragile,
and I took her home.
Done for Dream In Darkness Monday challenge.
I used so many different elements from so many of the digi kits offered
over at Mischief Circus, well I lost count!!
Some of the major contributors were Cryztal Rains fabulous paper sets