(Poem #301 on new numbering scheme)
Some leaves with flashing silver eyes begin to spin as wind attempts to steal from them their trust and leaving them chagrinned.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
[daily log: walking, 1km]
(Poem #301 on new numbering scheme)
Some leaves with flashing silver eyes begin to spin as wind attempts to steal from them their trust and leaving them chagrinned.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
[daily log: walking, 1km]