Bite Size No. 73 Contest ~ Sponsor: Line Gauthier ~ October 1, 2023
I wake at the edge of dawn to hear songbirds sing. A habit since a child, I love listening to their soft trills. It's then, as the world in slumber lies hushed and still that I impatiently loosen the reins of my gypsy soul to run with wild abandon, free to chase the wind.
Copyright © Lin Lane | Year Posted 2023
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