9 in 31

« Staring at nothing and everything » All the times we stared at those trees,Catching a little breeze,waiting for the rain to passOr smelling the fresh cut grass. All those hours, so heartfeltCatching the warm rayson those cold winter daysHoping for the snow to melt Remember the partridges and crows we were watchingOr our chickens … Continue reading 9 in 31