Notes
"When I see birches bend to left and right
Across the lines of straighter darker trees,
I like to think some boy's been swinging them.
But swinging doesn't bend them down to stay
As ice-storms do."
An anderperry mix, made to accompany a fic of the same name.
1 comment on Birches
welivewithghosts plus February 21, 2016
i adore this with every fibre of my being oh my gosh ❤️❤️❤️
⃠tessaclare February 27, 2016
@welivewithghosts I'm so glad! Thank you!! x
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