Street of Arrow

By M.Winter Here where no street is narrow, Yet where traffic stops. Waiting at the light, her tears drop. Not because she’s sad, But because she’s just realised Her newly-bought skirt is now a fad. *Photos courtesy of: Google … Continue reading

Source:: Traversing Lines

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