Primavera 3 On 2018040920180408 By Beleaguered ServantIn Original Poems his why was deep within his eyes her answer wasn’t said — the garden was alive but he was all but dead To share is human:TweetShare on TumblrMore Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Print (Opens in new window) Print Like this:Like Loading…
