The sweet sweet smell
Drifting through the air
Pine, smoke, breakfast there
The sounds coming to ear
Birds, creeks, and crackling fire
Voices whispering and laughter rising
The sun creeping over the mountain crest
The fresh air rejuvenating the lungs
The sights, smells, and sounds
Are not even enough to describe
The feeling of really living life
(Photo https://www.brit.co/the-britlist-shes-all-that-remake-croissant-loaf/ )
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Inner Workings of My Mind
PoetryA bunch of different poems and thought processes I've had and finally have the guts to share. I hope you guys like them. *NOT MY PICTURE.* credit goes to who ever made the awesome picture that I'm using for the cover. I personally found it on Pinter...
