12/4/2017
The morning shines a smiling blue.
The green grass frosted, a chilly dew.
Light shines through: an unforgettable hue;
Curled up tender, me and you.
Smiling Blue
by Alex Hanna ·
by Alex Hanna ·
12/4/2017
The morning shines a smiling blue.
The green grass frosted, a chilly dew.
Light shines through: an unforgettable hue;
Curled up tender, me and you.