hannahbrophy
It stands on a hill, lonely and cautious of the wind as it slowly but firmly pushes back the branches of the willow tree. It stands it's ground, roots deeply embedded. Birds wonder why?,as they fly …
It stands on a hill, lonely and cautious of the wind as it slowly but firmly pushes back the branches of the willow tree. It stands it's ground, roots deeply embedded. Birds wonder why?,as they fly …