Poems from owlbabe
Billowing, billowing,
The wind in life's sails,
Teasing, breathing, pushing
Our existance through the
Passages of time,
Dusty and...
Billowing, billowing,
The wind in life's sails,
Teasing, breathing, pushing
Our existance through the
Passages of time,
Dusty and...
Oh, the yeses and no’s, chocolates, vanillas,
Blues and yellows, fuchsias, manilas –
I’m afraid I can be quite undecided.
Down-to-earth,...