XII

Rolling plains,

Mind wide open,

Spring sky settled like an endless gray ocean.

2 Replies to “XII”

MaxwellRansomCL says:

March 12, 2016 at 10:27 am

Love this short poem

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1. sealedinink says:
  
  March 12, 2016 at 10:33 am
  
  Thank you!
  
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