It’s beautiful out there -fields, little lakes and winter trees in February sunlight, every car park a shining mosaic.
This is so beautiful. And just when I think nothing could move me, make me shiver, make me feel something, something pops up, just like these words have found me today!
Happy February <3
Poetry slips into my solitude
This is so beautiful. And just when I think nothing could move me, make me shiver, make me feel something, something pops up, just like these words have found me today!
Happy February <3