...She only wants to borrow some sugarA Poem by terry smith
The wind whispered to the leaves,
and into my ear. The rain falling down, to cover a tear. A storm was coming. It's smell was it in the air. A knock at the door, I knew it would be you standing there.
© 2015 terry smith |
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