Under the trees light
has dropped from the top of the sky;
light
like a green
latticework of branches,
shining
on every leaf,
drifting down like clean
white sand.
FINISH THE POEM.
THURSDAY…
Thursday, January 12, 2017
Under the trees light
has dropped from the top of the sky;
light
like a green
latticework of branches,
shining
on every leaf,
drifting down like clean
white sand.
FINISH THE POEM.