February 22, 2012 by William Leed
The crackling of a fire is conversation with a close friend.
-William Leed-
Posted in Poetry | Tagged close, conversation, crackling, fire, friend, poem, poetry, talking leaves, william leed | 3 Comments
Both are very comforting.
The warmth and the light speak, connecting friend to friend soulfully.
both are not done often enough…
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Both are very comforting.
The warmth and the light speak, connecting friend to friend soulfully.
both are not done often enough…