Coming to you from Little Beaver Creek, deep in the Appalachian Mountains in Southwest Virginia. Not what you may expect for a mountain girl, but I hope you will be pleased.
nature weeps this windy April chill seeps deep frozen tears memories of loss still sting keening high and long ~ Ellen Apple 4/9/2016 shadorma - a six line syllabic poem (3/5/3/3/7/5)
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