Incessant drizzles
Along the muddy pavements
Memories wiped clean
YOU ARE READING
Summer Sands
PoetrySummer The days are longer The night skies Draped in stars, Shimmering pearls in the ocean; While the seagulls soar Above the ever, turning tides.
Oblivion
Incessant drizzles
Along the muddy pavements
Memories wiped clean