She stands beneath a tree.Chipped nail polish,chipped skincaresses rough felt.Yellow cloth comes loosefrom it's fastens,falls to the ground.Looks up t..
There once was a towerthat lived high with the clouds.Watch over the wind,it was told.Watch over the land,the sea.Look after the trees,the rolling hil..
White metal obstructs my view of the flower's bright, silky petals. They say gently in the wind, the breeze's song accompanying their dance. Willowy t..
"Can mommy read my story, daddy?"I look down at her from across the yard. She stands at the edge of the pool in the shade of a large bush, curious eye..