this dawn, a prelude to such a beautiful day slowly beginning the nightingale's call intriguingly, so softly or was it a loon? such spirals of clouds marching in this majesty guardians of day a bee buzzes high softly landing on my brow the sting hurts, and how!
10/16/2013
Posted on 10/16/2013Copyright © 2025 Joe Cramer
Last one floats like a butterfly!
