
The Way Home
A dream of the sun,
Pink rose, deep splash of orange shadows rush across the darkening sky.
Pressed against the moon, mountains like pyramids, obscure my view.
Copyright 2019, Jenny W. Andrews
The Way Home
A dream of the sun,
Pink rose, deep splash of orange shadows rush across the darkening sky.
Pressed against the moon, mountains like pyramids, obscure my view.
Copyright 2019, Jenny W. Andrews