C J FryerBonfire leaf-smoke scented sentinel:
Watch for coming snow.
Feet will crush that patchwork frosty stitch
As they come and go.
Looking up I see a spinnaker
Masted to the moon.
They've sailed this way just to be with us
Don't judge them too soon.
Bonfire leaf-smoke scented sentinel:
Watch for coming snow.
Feet will crush that patchwork frosty stitch
As they come and go.
Looking up I see a spinnaker
Masted to the moon.
They've sailed this way just to be with us
Don't judge them too soon.