As snow creeps down the mountain
I thread through the maze and take to the skies.
I’m only leaving you for a few days,
but my sighs reflect how bereft it is
to be on my own, far from the one who
makes my heart beat.
Far from you.
As snow creeps down the mountain
I thread through the maze and take to the skies.
I’m only leaving you for a few days,
but my sighs reflect how bereft it is
to be on my own, far from the one who
makes my heart beat.
Far from you.
Really sweet ☆ 🙂
I’m glad you enjoyed it.
Beautiful, as always.
Thank you.
Whom are talking about Mrs. Bird?
Could that be the other half?
Just my childlike wonder!
Of course.
Aren’t you a sweet heart..
Why yes, I am!
😉
It always is the pits, but the return makes the departure worthwhile.
One hopes!