Winter was over.
But this region lies.
And the bit of leafy green.
Poking out of the ice.
Would be mourned by the neighbors.
Three days later.
A life as short as the death of.
The man we were all celebrating.
Winter was over.
But this region lies.
And the bit of leafy green.
Poking out of the ice.
Would be mourned by the neighbors.
Three days later.
A life as short as the death of.
The man we were all celebrating.