(by Daniel R. Jones)
This morning is filled with yellow light
and singing sparrows
and all that poetry-fodder.
But really, I’d rather take a walk,
so sorry, I can’t be bothered.
(by Daniel R. Jones)
This morning is filled with yellow light
and singing sparrows
and all that poetry-fodder.
But really, I’d rather take a walk,
so sorry, I can’t be bothered.