I thought my poems were safe resting peacefully in the sand next to me while I drank an Aperol spritz, and bathed in the sun.
“…and not remember who wrote them.” Whew! Yes I can picture this, too!
I hope your poems didn’t actually get swept out to sea!
A beautiful and deep tale, well done.
“…and not remember who wrote them.” Whew! Yes I can picture this, too!
I hope your poems didn’t actually get swept out to sea!
A beautiful and deep tale, well done.