Twigs, ice-clad stretch up
frozen hands cradling the last
red winter berries
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Twigs, ice-clad stretch up
frozen hands cradling the last
red winter berries
Creative blogging
The Feel Of Arts
of a son
Poetry
Scribbling those musings
Rhymes and Reasons
Where the heart, mind, and pen connect
Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
love each other like you are the lyric to their music
