A whisper on the wind is a message in a bottle is a heavy sigh, a hearty cry, a night sky with soooo many stars.
The blues, the greens, the ambers-- they swirl in windy back alleys and between closely set buildings with no windows on the shared sides; they stir leaves and stray cats' fur and the memories of the very old.
A whisper on the wind is a message in a bottle is a heavy sigh, a hearty cry, a night sky with soooo many stars.
The blues, the greens, the ambers-- they swirl in windy back alleys and between closely set buildings with no windows on the shared sides; they stir leaves and stray cats' fur and the memories of the very old.
'they stir leaves and stray cats'..........i like that.....'must be the season of the witch'.
I witsh...