Apr 2022
From cherry blossom pink to vivid greens,
a season turns; This, is not the first
confetti covered path
we've trodden.
With all our senses [not just the five] look towards those brighter,
clear blue skies, my love.
Watch & wait.
a season turns; This, is not the first
confetti covered path
we've trodden.
With all our senses [not just the five] look towards those brighter,
clear blue skies, my love.
Watch & wait.
When all other words fall short...
There is always poetry x
There is always poetry x
