Tore up the paper
Tossed them into the wind’s whim
Turned and walked away
Cold sidewalk is the new home
For what was once love’s passion
©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben
Tore up the paper
Tossed them into the wind’s whim
Turned and walked away
Cold sidewalk is the new home
For what was once love’s passion
©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben
Sapling in the hole
Fingers tamp down the moist soil
The planet will gain a tree
©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben