NaPoWriMo 2022 // Day 7
give me a morning
with a fresh
rain-washed face
and springtime
vibrating out of the tips
of the trees
and sunlight
swording through
the cold shoulder of
the april dawn
and I’ll give you
what hope
tastes like
NaPoWriMo 2022 // Day 7
give me a morning
with a fresh
rain-washed face
and springtime
vibrating out of the tips
of the trees
and sunlight
swording through
the cold shoulder of
the april dawn
and I’ll give you
what hope
tastes like