Shades of green tails dancing to the wavering whispered breaths
Their hint of chill raises the hair on her neck and warmth in her heart
Blushed cheeks touched by splintered rays of light seeking through
The wandering clouds, she's swept up in frolic with sticks and stones littered about her feet.
About Me
- Sprout
- Father, husband, amateur athlete and dark beer lover...I began writing as a teen but stopped for some 15+ years. I started up again only recently.
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