the adventures of rhonda hudgins
A delicate dance
Of soil, of corn, and of man,
Machines roll through fields.
How addicted we are?
Streaming movies and Facebook,
How sad when toys break.
Bundled in sweaters,
Sun between the clouds feels warm,
Taking time to enjoy.
Thought today was gone,
Morning hikes and daffodils,
Soft kisses from you.
Leaves blow in the wind
Cold air seeps in through windows..
Where are my warm socks?
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Walking Aoteroa - Land of the long white cloud
Natalie. Writer. Photographer. Etc.
