What Shall Be of the Leaf?
In a tight connection bound That Mother Nature herself had wound, A leaf and branch exist in unison Until frigid winter steps in. Autumn takes… Read More »What Shall Be of the Leaf?
Springtime
Berries
In all of my years foraging for love I never knew that something unrequited could be so delectable. I almost hate myself for it, For… Read More »Berries
