Driving Along
I see brushy white trees in ravines,
like vertical brows on the craggy
faces of friendly old mountains, and
snow-capped boulders in the familiar
river below are well-worn teeth.
Stella Castella
Driving Along
I see brushy white trees in ravines,
like vertical brows on the craggy
faces of friendly old mountains, and
snow-capped boulders in the familiar
river below are well-worn teeth.
Stella Castella