Piercing the heart
Nature’s last hurrah
Crisping the part
Bringing haunts
Nature’s last hurrah
Brings laughter, stillness, pause
Taking leave to stop
Engaging in no cause
Crisping the part
Brings relief to such
That which makes my heart
Wanting for the touch
By Lisa Tomey all rights reserved
photog | motorcyclist | sledhead | kayaker | wordpress blogger | glamper, lover of travel | booknerd | grammar nazi
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