This is a poem about quiet superstitions, and casual wishes. I wrote it a few days ago, but time got away from me, and I forgot to post. I hope you like it!
As she watches the seasons change, she can only see how much she loves the scenery. He comes and brings gifts and tells stories, but in autumn he promises a special gift.
This is a poem about quiet superstitions, and casual wishes. I wrote it a few days ago, but time got away from me, and I forgot to post. I hope you like it!
As she watches the seasons change, she can only see how much she loves the scenery. He comes and brings gifts and tells stories, but in autumn he promises a special gift.