In the forest
In the forest, the trees lean out in greeting, the undergrowth stretches and tugs at the seams of your skirt. The afternoon sunlight takes shelter beneath the unweeping willow, a butterfly shows off its vibrant wings. A spider finishes its web and rests in the middle, finely-spun silk swinging in rhythm to the breeze.
Posted by sniffles at August 01, 2003 07:22 PM