Forks of light crumble cloud;
sun sprinkles the site.
There a crop of cream beans is ripe
in smiles split like pink pods.
- Author: Kieron ( Offline)
- Published: February 12th, 2024 17:12
- Category: Unclassified
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Forks of light crumble cloud;
sun sprinkles the site.
There a crop of cream beans is ripe
in smiles split like pink pods.
Comments2
Good stuff.
Thank you, Thomas.
Wonderful imagery 🌹
Thank you very much, Teddy.
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