The Saxophone Player
She sat against the stone cold statue, trying to remember why she was freezing her paws off in the middle of winter. Then the noise drifted to her ears. Oh, […]
She sat against the stone cold statue, trying to remember why she was freezing her paws off in the middle of winter. Then the noise drifted to her ears. Oh, […]
Play on, Saxophone Man. The Park is layered in ice and ponds Your notes warm the soul but let winter stay. Play on, Saxophone Man. They echo, the notes reverberating […]