Creative Writing and unfinished business…
May 24, 2016 § 4 Comments
old gnarled tree –
written on its skin
Tagged: creative writing, haiku, history, poetry
I can’t remember what species it was, but it wasn’t so old… 🙂
I love the character of old trees…
Me too. Their strength always rubs off on us if we let it 🙂
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