Blanket of ✨ stars. Truth be wrapped in a cloak cold with no love warmth. Wow. A story time less until Elsebete slips in between the sheets to discover what she has lost what cannot be found. Time will tell truth when a supernova star enlightens the blanket to burn her eyes and never see the painting she could have created with a rainbow 🌈.
Blanket of ✨ stars. Truth be wrapped in a cloak cold with no love warmth. Wow. A story time less until Elsebete slips in between the sheets to discover what she has lost what cannot be found. Time will tell truth when a supernova star enlightens the blanket to burn her eyes and never see the painting she could have created with a rainbow 🌈.
Well said, Richard, well said indeed. Truer words were never said in jest.