Burrow Wake Fading Day Poetry Walk (by sarah)
Within The Land giants sleep awaiting The Night so that they may slip across the hilltops and play The Sun yawns sinking low #poetrywalk pic.twitter.com/JN4Mno2EjG
— Sarah Snell-Pym (@Saffy) August 23, 2017
Thistle kissed The Sky as The Sun sank low for want of a lullaby, somewhere Crow called The Night. #poetrywalk #crickleyhill pic.twitter.com/FJG2yAl1gu
— Sarah Snell-Pym (@Saffy) August 23, 2017
The Night soared in to hug The Sun goodnight, and The Sky laughed layer after layer of colour at the cuteness of The Twilight. #poetrywalk pic.twitter.com/4MhQ3eMQxc
— Sarah Snell-Pym (@Saffy) August 23, 2017
Sun 29th Apr 2018 8:45 am 
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