Ice Peas

Large white peas hurled from the sky in the middle of the night, I heard them hit hard as they landed on roof top, seen with my eyes this morning outside, still frozen solid inside, little balls of ice.

Large white peas hurled from the sky in the middle of the night, I heard them hit hard as they landed on roof top, seen with my eyes this morning outside still frozen solid inside, little balls of ice.

About billiescauldron

I am in transition. I see myself as a Spiritual Writer and as such my blog will slowly change with me still holding tight to being in the garden as a child loving my teacher.
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2 Responses to Ice Peas

  1. beauty glimpse, thank you

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