little pockets filled with color and flare.
days ago. dancing in this girl’s memory.
simple. lemonade summers. hot chocolate winters.
this girl telling those stories she collected
and stuffed deep in her pockets.
believer of the simple.
maker of the color.
owner of the laughter.
teller of the story.
join me over at chickadee road.
Liz and i love the kindred soul party, that we have going on!