As the sun sets
coloring the horizon
orange, blue, violet and black
to her home Mother Bird flies back
with words to be sewn
to be sing once the next
daylight cracks
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
After the sun sets
Thơ caAs the sun sets coloring the horizon orange, blue, violet and black to her home Mother Bird flies back With words to be sewn to be sing once the next daylight cracks *** A collection of poems, writings and thoughts of mine which you might or might...
