An island of warmth
In a cold Winter forecast
Is ruined by rain
That will soon turn to ice
The good days are numbered
For going outside
I hope for one more
Before Autumn has died
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
An island of warmth
In a cold Winter forecast
Is ruined by rain
That will soon turn to ice
The good days are numbered
For going outside
I hope for one more
Before Autumn has died