HUMMING BIRD WRITTEN AND POST BY NAJWA POWLEY
I HAD SEEN THE HUMMING BIRD IN THE HONEY JARS IN THE MID OF NIGHT AND THE LIGHT WAS THE STARS LOVE WAS TENDER HANDS AND NO MORE ANY SCARES TINY BIRD ABOVE THE WIND STOOD IN THE SPACE HIS BLUE WINGS RUFFLING IN MISTY SUN SET LACE HE HAD COLLECT THE DROPS OF THE SWEET SEEDS HE HAD ALL THE HONEY FROM... Sign in to see full entry.