Old
Life
goes on
you see the forest
but many trees
are already gone…
Every day
a smal bird flies past
and watches
”Yes, she sits in her armchair”
Smells
like a rose
The flower
of love
Piet B, 12-10-2018
Life
goes on
you see the forest
but many trees
are already gone…
Every day
a smal bird flies past
and watches
”Yes, she sits in her armchair”
Smells
like a rose
The flower
of love
Piet B, 12-10-2018