We spin,
and shout,
as we dance around the fire
I twist,
and turn,
as I search for words for you.
I try,
to tend,
to the broken hearted.
We sit,
and wait,
for the early departure.
Does This Mean I’m Moving Forward?
February 11, 2021
1 Comment
You passed the test,but you don’t remember.Seasons changing,it’s always December.Clean the stitch,until you feel better.Go through the gate,until you you figure,what it’s all about. I wish
