Nomad Entry 7
It’s evening now, and the rain feels warm.
Welcome, December.
The sky changes tone;
A breath of fresh wind,
Pillaged my nose.
A taste of wetness,
Seized the crevice of my throat.
Home for the winter,
And chilled to the bone.
I welcome December,
As I trek further North.
© daniellemilicaj
Welcome, December.
The sky changes tone;
A breath of fresh wind,
Pillaged my nose.
A taste of wetness,
Seized the crevice of my throat.
Home for the winter,
And chilled to the bone.
I welcome December,
As I trek further North.
© daniellemilicaj