
“Poppy” — C.Birde, 6/19
Summer arrived.
She yawned and
shook off the raindrops
— those bright beads that invited slumber —
she shook them from her skirts
and ventured
out.
— C.Birde, 6/19
“Poppy” — C.Birde, 6/19
Summer arrived.
She yawned and
shook off the raindrops
— those bright beads that invited slumber —
she shook them from her skirts
and ventured
out.
— C.Birde, 6/19