The pebbles danced around the around the rain that swayed off our fingers.
I look at your hand and knew to invite your pebbles to dance with mine.
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The Way Trees Wait For Spring
PoetryWelcome to The Way Trees Wait For Spring Breathe between your tears and laughters Live through your lessons and memories Enjoy this short temporal moment of a human life
Pebbles
The pebbles danced around the around the rain that swayed off our fingers.
I look at your hand and knew to invite your pebbles to dance with mine.
