the ceilings are high.
Floors are natural, wood boards.
no cars passing this morning
all creatures doing as best they can
no rabbits, deer, birds nor wind;
and it's warm enough, you know for sure
after a long winter cold, spring finally began.
poetry - jack sender - all of my life
the ceilings are high.
Floors are natural, wood boards.
no cars passing this morning
all creatures doing as best they can
no rabbits, deer, birds nor wind;
and it's warm enough, you know for sure
after a long winter cold, spring finally began.
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