Mar 3
Powder blue, soft upon the sheet,
brushed upon the cheek.
A sad tint of sky, of ocean,
a quiet bit of childhood,
colored upon my memories.
brushed upon the cheek.
A sad tint of sky, of ocean,
a quiet bit of childhood,
colored upon my memories.
Copywrite 3/2/24 Vicki Kralapp
(Oshkosh)
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