The breeze hardly made
my arms cold
on that day
but in the middle of the slope
to catch my breath
took a snapshot of
small yellow flowers
(they hurt the mouths of sheep)
that clung to the sandy cliff
above the water
The breeze hardly made
my arms cold
on that day
but in the middle of the slope
to catch my breath
took a snapshot of
small yellow flowers
(they hurt the mouths of sheep)
that clung to the sandy cliff
above the water