Ever since she got her bunnies, Hannah has had to make frequent trips up the path behind our house in search of vines and leaves and grass to feed them. Apparently she’s found a bit of inspiration along the way…
The Path Beyond My HouseBy Hannah Grossup a rocky pathup a deserted roadup the path beyond my housethere, long grass sways in the windand mango trees embrace the sunand clouds are nowhere to be seenwhere bees bounce from flower to flower and wasps lurk beneath leavesand butterflies flutter in the windthere the Mountain standslooming before mereminding me that there is no great length that can’t be walkedwith a breeze coming down from the Mountainmy hair flutters around my shouldersand I breathe in fresh air
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