The Sun is dead and gone, hiding in places beyond my sight, as it awaits resurrection by morning. Darkness has taken its place, quickly… comfortably; lounging like a fat cat, reveling in its own comfort, here in the land of Mayberry.
The Sun is dead and gone, hiding in places beyond my sight, as it awaits resurrection by morning. Darkness has taken its place, quickly… comfortably; lounging like a fat cat, reveling in its own comfort, here in the land of Mayberry.