Out of nothing but a light fall drizzle…they appear. This miniature world grows beneath my feet. I walk carefully, softly…the moss…well, it is better than Dr. Scholl’s for my feet and soul.
out of nothing
Out of nothing but a light fall drizzle…they appear. This miniature world grows beneath my feet. I walk carefully, softly…the moss…well, it is better than Dr. Scholl’s for my feet and soul.