When the mist adheres
closely to the lookout glass
tears slowly fall down
It’s poetry month and I want to write all the different types of poetry or at least I want to try.
Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G
When the mist adheres
closely to the lookout glass
tears slowly fall down
It’s poetry month and I want to write all the different types of poetry or at least I want to try.
Hugs from Brooklyn
Guady G