Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
The Call
White treasure, petals bright
Fall from high to small
Hands and fingers, softly lands
Adoration; springtime’s call.
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Posted on April 30, 2018 by mabhsavage
White treasure, petals bright
Fall from high to small
Hands and fingers, softly lands
Adoration; springtime’s call.
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