norman

share my autumn feeds me this winter as i am my chestnuts berries furry as i am with creatures share these undressing trees as they for their limbs forgive us carry with me these burdens chopped for winter begs to feed the flame to recall the warmth heed hearth's heaving hold to heart sounding pulse between us i have the gift of hollies if you need hawthorn red removed as yes i have at my best left not a pilgrim