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: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to 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