the moon was bright, full in all her glory we drove for hours, under tree-lined canopy an evening picnic, by the moon lit lake Down the long winding dirt road we drove for hours, under tree-lined canopy we talked all the while, as the…
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
the moon was bright, full in all her glory we drove for hours, under tree-lined canopy an evening picnic, by the moon lit lake Down the long winding dirt road we drove for hours, under tree-lined canopy we talked all the while, as the…