This is the little red boat that passes our window every morning to greet us.
The mountains wish to be the sea, and the sea wishes to be the mountains.
This is a picture that I drew looking out the kitchen window.
Lily Zink
This is the little red boat that passes our window every morning to greet us.
The mountains wish to be the sea, and the sea wishes to be the mountains.
This is a picture that I drew looking out the kitchen window.
Lily Zink