I sat on my toadstool
watching bees drink from Dandylions
I could see across the flat calm sea
a blue sky come to visit
I feign would dream a summers dream
but that poem is already written
I will go my own way
happy I was entranced for a moment.
May 7, 2020
May 7, 2020 at 11:22 AM UTC
I sat on my toadstool
watching bees drink from Dandylions
I could see across the flat calm sea
a blue sky come to visit
I feign would dream a summers dream
but that poem is already written
I will go my own way
happy I was entranced for a moment.