writerfromva

My bluntstones are muddy

and kicked off

on the floor

my feet are tucked underneath me

we're on our way home.

We drive by the yellow car

that's too broken to go anywhere

but it's hill

Forever viridescent under a simple golden hue

Grass and trees and beautiful clouds that shape our world anew

Iridescent skies, viridescent earth, oh what a sunrise