wintering

Posted by Author on January 4, 2014 · 2 Comments 

ahhh, sweet winter mornings… the sweetest of mournings comes out of your light lacking skies, when words are unable to put on the table your beauty as seen by my eyes.   the wish for a sunbeam removing my last dream and teaching my hope how to glow, the branch of a pine tree, the … Continue reading →

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