Just a lil poem with a lil pic I took, have a nice weekend folks :) My hands tremble, my heart flutters Butterflies in the open field Singing songs through their wings I used to not be able to sleep Now I toss and turn Excited for what tomorrow brings A decent trade but I’m still tired Pulling over on the farmers field To watch the birds make shapes in the sky Fifty old souls in this little mountain town With frozen tears in their eyes Cleaning my muddy shoes in a big puddle The same puddle that the stray dog drinks from And that takes the clouds and the mountains And displays them on the road for you To see what home looks like upside down The double rainbow through the old barn window Her twin is fading behind But she’s still as vibrant as ever I found her through the tall grass And chased her through the mud She must’ve known this day was my last Hanging my wet clothes on the balcony It smells of rainfall, burning pines, and mossy stones So when I’m in my small city bedroom and I’m feeling alone I can dig my nose in my sweater And be taken back home