F/United States Things looked at patiently from one side after another generally end by showing a side that is beautiful.
~ Robert Louis Stevenson 3 followers / 49 words
How do I explain you you are always here Always so ever green, even when you are bare Your berries are pretty Your prickly leaves can bring a tear You are one of nature's beauty to me always my dear
I looked out my window and saw you there holding that thistle like it's in a snare Your beak works so busily to build your winter's den Never just knowing when you will need it then.