Stopping by the woods on a snowy evening 2014
Who’se woods these are, I’d rather not be told Nature is our mother, not to be bought and sold, Unseen, In a clearing, I park my car, to witness, Nature…
Who’se woods these are, I’d rather not be told Nature is our mother, not to be bought and sold, Unseen, In a clearing, I park my car, to witness, Nature…