Exposed CandyH2O 2018-11-05 2020-11-22 Life / micro poem When the chill moves in and fills the marrow of bones, the land lays exposed. ShareClick to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)Click to share on Skype (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... Author: CandyH2O Author/Writer, FreeThinker, Humanist, Atheist, Veteran 🇺🇸 USN Intelligence, Warrior, Vegetarian, Dog lover, and just for fun...Watercolorist (hobby). View all posts by CandyH2O → Previous PostFall Weather Next PostTime Together
