Daily Archives: February 1, 2017

one day, you’ll see, i’ll come back to hobnob with ravens, to fly with the crows at the moment of apple blossoms and the scent of magnolia ~ look for me winging among the white geese in their practical formation, migrating to be here, to keep house for you by the river … i’ll be home in time for the bees in their slow heavy search for nectar, when the grass unfurls,… Read More