Socra Mama
Friday, April 7, 2017
I can wander off
Like a child
On a sunny day,
Into a green forest,
Following a butterfly,
And never think of my home.
I can stay,
And never be hungry,
And sit down at dusk
In the sand of a dry creek bed,
And wonder where you are.
-jenn
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