the garden wears a sweater of snow
inside you wear boiled wool
the two of you
practicing patience
Slow Days
Last One In
propelled
by Mom’s encouragement
first swim
Tag: mom
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
the garden wears a sweater of snow
inside you wear boiled wool
the two of you
practicing patience
propelled
by Mom’s encouragement
first swim
