A rose walked through the citybruised red petals,its roots almost dried,almost withered from the heatof the sidewalk. She followed every footstep,looking, wandering.Maybe a drip,even a…
Poet & Storyteller
A rose walked through the citybruised red petals,its roots almost dried,almost withered from the heatof the sidewalk. She followed every footstep,looking, wandering.Maybe a drip,even a…