The Country
Sun melt rays
a flash!
- I am dazed
Wisps of corn
Wallow, warmly
- breathe.
Oozing earth is,
Soft.
Take a step -
- trek
The boundering boulders
Of green
Walk with me
Come!
- To the country
Tuesday 16th October 2018 12:16 pm
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