Favorite Weather

sickmind666

The blowing breeze causes falling leaves to fly with the wind

 tree limbs shake hands while the fog dances on the ground

the clouds sob releasing gentle tears making the dirt smear into small puddles of mud

this is the kind of weather I absolutely love

  • Author: sickmind666 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 20th, 2016 10:19
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 30


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