Jan 2021
You sit by the window
watching the trees shake their last orange-brown leaves in the wind and think
absentmindedly
what to wish for
A breeze
gentle
brings
this realisation
You're not
in need
of anything
...
watching the trees shake their last orange-brown leaves in the wind and think
absentmindedly
what to wish for
A breeze
gentle
brings
this realisation
You're not
in need
of anything
...
