Green fingers bundled, Unrolled over the charcoal; Coated in butter.
Natural Wisdom
Tiny bird, sitting stately in the rain Perched proudly on rusted wrought iron Tilted its head slightly Fluttering its wings Sings a merry little tune Taking flight
i am a philosopher of eternal thought
Green fingers bundled, Unrolled over the charcoal; Coated in butter.
Tiny bird, sitting stately in the rain Perched proudly on rusted wrought iron Tilted its head slightly Fluttering its wings Sings a merry little tune Taking flight