daily prompt, Photography, Poetry Michigan Posted by T.J. Becker on March 3, 2017March 3, 2017 When returning to places long left behind I wonder why I left at all. Like a barb, you clung to me over the years refusing to give up on drawing me back to the land I long desire. AdvertisementShare this:TwitterFacebook
beautiful picture and a the text too🌺
Thank you kindly.