Seeing the world through the eyes of a dog Seems like nothing but gray, but fog And yet some days I know Whether or not it’s shown
By Lyrical Lizard3 years ago in Poets
“A lepidopterist, Ryan.” Doris repeated to her brother for the third time, “Like, a zoologist for insects.” “I’m still not sure that’s a thing, kiddo.” Ryan talked down to Doris, who was only a mere minute younger than him.
By Lyrical Lizard3 years ago in Families