again ... those remnants to tackle still with lack in understands ... The day I shut the door on it forever ... I hope will feel like the time in magic this summer ... forlorn into enchanting bit best of bad ... ?
The time back in this part of the world again ... in much, more once in the driving seat blowing through the varied terrain ... me and my dog ... The days we could wander in peace in the middle of nowhere ... The wild in wicked weather ... The calm in the serene colour of seasons ... The winter drifts in storms ...
The time in trauma knocked us off course ... This will be an interesting transformation in transition...
No comments:
Post a Comment