Nouvelle cueillette
Bountiful
~ Summer’s at its end, no paths leading home, memories haunt, hunger leads wherever he does roam. The hazy starlight setting, the sun’s ready to rise. A frightened little orphan wipes dreams from sleepy eyes. ~ Soon the bells will ring calling all’s return. The timid sure to flounder, the hardy always earn. Darting through […]
August 13
6 min de lecture

