Few stones spread on the enchanted field Like a feather that goes with the wind Icy breath and my secret is sealed Scent from the grass and I feel pinned Don’t have a clue but I have to yield Sparks of light blowing with the wind (c) ladyleemanila 2021 For: https://new2writing.wordpress.com/2021/11/11/writephoto-stones/, https://sundaywhirl.wordpress.com/2021/11/14/wordle-527/