One Morning
- Christy L. Schwan
- Apr 18, 2020
- 1 min read
She looked up one morning.
Daffodils had bloomed.
Redbuds had burst open.
Grass had turned emerald.
She said, where the hell have I been?
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She looked up one morning.
Daffodils had bloomed.
Redbuds had burst open.
Grass had turned emerald.
She said, where the hell have I been?
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