I’ll go to visit you In the green fields of my youth Your skin as soft as flowers That dot the hillside My mother she will hold Your hand until she knows That you will safely make it Through her memories I remember summer treats Blueberries between my teeth Raw cane sugar in a little […]
via Lyrics While on an Edible on the Plane Back From California, by Siena Facciolo — POETRY FESTIVAL. Submit to site for FREE. Submit for actor performance. Submit poem to be made into film.