Budding tree, a child—
a little taller each day,
fleeting life, observe.
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Author: N
Writer of all things, some of which are pretty good.
It’s a sign!
Earth, frozen in time
packs a crunch under my feet,
winter is coming.
Finding peace
Weaving through bushes—
huffing, puffing, racing heart,
calm and clear the head.
Teenage earth
Beautiful pimples,
breaking out from the earth’s crust—
dry weather symptoms.
Highness
A drip here, drop there,
flowing with humanity—
water god descends.
