Like the sun
she moves shadows
Stems and leaves stretch
eagerly in her direction
All shrink barren when she goes
She will return, though
Into the dim
like morning she always does
Liz Grissom
Like the sun
she moves shadows
Stems and leaves stretch
eagerly in her direction
All shrink barren when she goes
She will return, though
Into the dim
like morning she always does
Liz Grissom
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