dried leaves falling gently in the fall under the trees coloring everything
your touch with a dried old hand
remembrance of the nature
how beautiful old things are
how lovely is the autumn of life
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The dried up leaves flew down the street towards the house of the old woman. She felt as old as those leaves, but didn’t tell a soul. She had been keeping quiet lately so that she doesn’t disturb the man locked in the basement. He wanted out, and she wasn’t going to let him. The end.
tomatoes in the sun dired out, hot air in the dessert no water, fatamorganas, raisins from California every morning for breakfast
dried figs ,dried bananas,, desert dried, after a swim she dried her body,
dried leaves falling gently in the fall under the trees coloring everything
your touch with a dried old hand
remembrance of the nature
how beautiful old things are
how lovely is the autumn of life
Hi, I do believe this is an excellent blog. I
stumbledupon it ;) I may return yet again since I book marked it.
Money and freedom is the greatest way to change, may you be rich and continue
to help others.
withered, prune, wrinkled, tired, used up, wilted, aired, old, useless, tasty,
The dried up leaves flew down the street towards the house of the old woman. She felt as old as those leaves, but didn’t tell a soul. She had been keeping quiet lately so that she doesn’t disturb the man locked in the basement. He wanted out, and she wasn’t going to let him. The end.
The dried flowers I keep
In the glass bottle
Remind me of a place and time
A field surrounded by life
Flowers growing
Wild and free