Written on the Winds
December 8th 2007 12:05
A winter's day dawned clear and cool.
Knee deep in the steamy blond grasses.
Man made clouds written on the winds.
Scribbling like a mad man on the vault of heaven.
Tree branches like bony fingers pointing at an empty blue sky.
And every where the bright winter sunshine.
Love
Knee deep in the steamy blond grasses.
Man made clouds written on the winds.
Scribbling like a mad man on the vault of heaven.
Tree branches like bony fingers pointing at an empty blue sky.
And every where the bright winter sunshine.
Love
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