Wagons
dirt roads
trails rarely traveled
were traveled by us
Memories of those times
stick to my ribs
satisfying my taste buds
I’ve been in the the eye of the storm
and its satisfying in what it provides….
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Wagons
dirt roads
trails rarely traveled
were traveled by us
Memories of those times
stick to my ribs
satisfying my taste buds
I’ve been in the the eye of the storm
and its satisfying in what it provides….