November 28, 2021 Doree Grief, life, love, poetry November 30, 2021November 30, 2021 1 Minute Drowning it all out Pulling grass blades with the swipe of my nail Piled and Waiting for the wind to borrow them for awhile Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Published by Doree Grief Out Loud. Art. Life View all posts by Doree Published November 30, 2021November 30, 2021