Saturday, October 17, 2020

Faces of the season


Keep the window ajar

Invite the ripe inside 

Invite words to ripple & flow

1 comment:

  1. Writing a book with terry

    sun in its infinite warmth destines to become like a past newly discovered--the times walking the greens of a new home base and holding hands just for a moment...the small boxes of cereal they give you at breakfast kept on a shelf for later

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