Black Heart

She had a black heart, Black as coal. Cold as a moonless winter. Wrapped it around her victims, Strangled them left them for dead. But they rose up Sent her an evil lover To wrap his dark mind around hers, Rip out what was left of her black heart. and he left her as a…

Foster and adoptive parents an act of Love

Fostering and adopting a child can be an act of pure love. When someone takes a child into their home to raise and to love, it is a great gift. Not everyone is up to it. Fostering can be particularly hard as many times the child has been raised in a neglectful or abusive way.…