Poems from MaryPlantz
Two figures walk a trail
On the shore of a shining ocean sunset
Its shimmer lies in the smile of its beholder
Warm as her touch
Soft as her...
Two figures walk a trail
On the shore of a shining ocean sunset
Its shimmer lies in the smile of its beholder
Warm as her touch
Soft as her...
In a room full of furniture that felt worse for wear
An old woman sat in a cedar-wood chair
In her hands sat an apple, so shiny and red
And...