And I remember this again
A Summer Night
Every hair is one punch of a hammer
the ability to hear the hidden meaning of what others are not saying
Time consuming and intricate design
The Foliage Wreath Necklace Rise And I remember this againReading The Foliage Swollen buds, on springtime bough, Herald a change of season. New life released from winter store, Rejoicing heart and reason. Canopy of Summer green, Gives cooling, welcome shade, Blossoms festoon branch and twig, Down every woodland glade. Now to the autumn story, Gold and brown, yellow, red, Each with a glory of its own, Beautified by frosted spiders thread. Bare branches welcome winter winds, Shining bright from crystal dew,