Impressions of Nature, the Creator and The Journey with Trendle Ellwood
Monday, January 2, 2012
I feel much like a bear,
and I think like it is my right to sleep.
There are no berries to pick after all,
And the honey supply is dwindling.
Let it snow, let it snow
and let the fire leap high and then die down low.
I have dreams to dream and secrets yet to know.