Walking in wildflowers
over our heads
my son and I
disappear
from the world—
only the nettles
find us.
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July 6, 2016 by Rosemerry
Walking in wildflowers
over our heads
my son and I
disappear
from the world—
only the nettles
find us.
Pleasure and pain, yipes! The nettles are certainly complement to those tall flowers.