a abigail.martel VT 18 years old Posts Poetry By abigail.martel Seeing the Sunrise The birds start to chirp, the crickets start to hum, the temperature and cool breeze start to get slightly warmer. The lighter colors in the sky start to pop as the darkness starts to fade.
Poetry By abigail.martel Seeing the Sunrise The birds start to chirp, the crickets start to hum, the temperature and cool breeze start to get slightly warmer. The lighter colors in the sky start to pop as the darkness starts to fade.