Poems from petriwinberry

I'm going down a road. I'm going towards that place. The place I always knew in dreams, but to where I could not get. I always dreamed of...
Crashing waves and endless seas all across the weeping willow tree. Mists and winds and children’s song leave an echo through them all. And...
To hear, if only I could hear. To hear those words so soft and fruitful. To hears suchwords when I am youthful. Time goes by and so does...