Once I roamed, wandered, Toward unfamiliar pastures In search of the ultimate. At last I've come to rest, In green meadows, Near silent streams.
copyright heather burns
hmmm a short story type sweet poem.. love your words and its composition..they are as sweet as your ideas and heat even
hmmm a short story type sweet poem.. love your words and its composition..they are as sweet as your ideas and heat even