Posted in Photography, Poetry Posted on 08/30/2021 by Jeanne A season in Maine The summer sails by swift on the wind too fast to hold the petalled lips.Too hot to absorb the days the sun sinks. Share this:ShareEmailLike this:Like Loading... Author: Jeanne View All Posts
Oh Jeanne, this is a beautiful descriptive piece. That ending is incredible. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Oh Jeanne, this is a beautiful descriptive piece. That ending is incredible.
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