With feathers dipped in ink,
you wrote messages
across the cold, gray sky…
”Gather the twigs, build a nest
and birth your life anew.”
– Diane
INCOMING BREEZE
The soft, incoming breeze brought such serenity upon her.
- Diane
With feathers dipped in ink,
you wrote messages
across the cold, gray sky…
”Gather the twigs, build a nest
and birth your life anew.”
– Diane
The soft, incoming breeze brought such serenity upon her.
- Diane
