More writing from me :)

theoxfordpixie:

Frost sparks like dew-drop cobwebs,
Snow shivers from laden skies,
Fate weaves lace ‘tween blades of grass,
A world of wonder before my eyes.

And I’m always questioned when and where,
Who and what and how and why?
As though I’m meant to have a goal,
And I should stop dreaming of the sky.

Do…