Aug 2020
The winds are howling,
The rains are softly falling,
The skies are cloudy,
The clouds are hoary,
Lofty trees exuberantly frisky,
And I in this weather must bask
Like a romping glade unicorn,
And dost grab some popcorn.
The rains are softly falling,
The skies are cloudy,
The clouds are hoary,
Lofty trees exuberantly frisky,
And I in this weather must bask
Like a romping glade unicorn,
And dost grab some popcorn.
P.S
A rill runs through trees on yonder but apparently tis covered in green, it can’t be seen...but come winter it’ll kiss roots of those trees again. Isn’t God really amazing???
#EvergreenState
A rill runs through trees on yonder but apparently tis covered in green, it can’t be seen...but come winter it’ll kiss roots of those trees again. Isn’t God really amazing???
#EvergreenState
