Seedy weejuns and mule slippers flopped fast
across the cold dewed lawn, laps of breath puffs
churned. Doing what we did best
burning off the night air, welcoming dawn.
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 6:23 AM UTC
Seedy weejuns and mule slippers flopped fast
across the cold dewed lawn, laps of breath puffs
churned. Doing what we did best
burning off the night air, welcoming dawn.
Tickled by memories of growing up rowdy.
