Broken spider webs still cling. Barren branches yearn for spring. Dull gray skys tell White Christmas lies. A cold West Texas breeze herds my fallen leaves Onto the neighbors freshly raked lawn. I love nature.
12/15/2003
Posted on 12/15/2003Copyright © 2024 Ulyss Rubey
Hehehe!!! I like your stuff and this one proves there is a God.
Hahahahaah - and it's coming around again! WEll done.