I wish you could see what I see ; morning’s dew misting on the berries and burrs marveling around the feet of a tree . and I wish you could hear what I hear ; cricket-time chirping caroling with baritone bullfrogs croaking out a tune of “right here!” . 11/01/08 M. L. Michael `
i wish you could see what i see
I wish you could see what I see
;
morning’s dew
misting on the berries and burrs
marveling around the feet of a tree […]