May 2019
When the nights came, we painted the skies
With stars and lit the moon bright.
While the world slept, we danced to the breeze
With grace and haughtiness.
When no one was watching,we tried to run away
Too bad I was pegged to a drying line
With stars and lit the moon bright.
While the world slept, we danced to the breeze
With grace and haughtiness.
When no one was watching,we tried to run away
Too bad I was pegged to a drying line
The love between the wind and my linen on my dry line. (a dry line is used to dry laundry after it has been washed)
