✨A Poem✨
The old wooden wheel turns
traveling miles and miles.
I appreciate a plate full of
gooey chocolate chip cookies with
nothing on my mind.
Pulling a curl behind my ear,
I look around and smile at a chubby bee
seeking out nectar in the dangling blue bells.
Just ahead, the sky kisses the land.
-Saschia ✨Jayne✨ Johnson