older together your skin next to mine as night ends day and wishing decides it’s time to go. Sometimes it seems so simple a little kiss on dry lips a...
moves forward slowly in the rustling of a March breeze older leaves as sponges remain on the trail mushes each foot carefully placed. Sun splashes on...
feather in with the wind sweep away rain drops then land on a bird feeder showcasing a party of black seeds and a sprinkle of grain. These eager fowl...
