The trees whisper silence. The mockingbird has left. Death. A still throbbing Silence Mourns the rampant winter. The trees, torn from a raging wind Lay silent Cased in their icy tomb.
Changing the world one word at a time.
The trees whisper silence. The mockingbird has left. Death. A still throbbing Silence Mourns the rampant winter. The trees, torn from a raging wind Lay silent Cased in their icy tomb.
