Like tendrils, these dirt roads flair out
Into the secret countryside;
The nation’s tall, but also wide,
And more than any one of us, no doubt
To share is human:
Tendrils
"Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn."
Like tendrils, these dirt roads flair out
Into the secret countryside;
The nation’s tall, but also wide,
And more than any one of us, no doubt
