Butternut squash roasting,
the fresh garden scent
after the rain,
Cold wind on my face,
I drift for a moment...
Wonder where you are...
what you're doing...
what's your world like...
If you think of me too...
but I can only wonder
and that's how I make
memories of you.
Jul 12, 2015
Jul 12, 2015 at 2:00 PM UTC
Butternut squash roasting,
the fresh garden scent
after the rain,
Cold wind on my face,
I drift for a moment...
Wonder where you are...
what you're doing...
what's your world like...
If you think of me too...
but I can only wonder
and that's how I make
memories of you.
