I will go under,
the maple, hiding from the rain,
feet deep in mud.
I will go above,
ever changing leaves and rainbows,
finding clouds to drop from.
No matter the weather, I will.
C. Churchill
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
I will go under,
the maple, hiding from the rain,
feet deep in mud.
I will go above,
ever changing leaves and rainbows,
finding clouds to drop from.
No matter the weather, I will.
C. Churchill
A fine, fighting spirit. And heartening as I prepare to write through the night.
Thank you. I will.