~
Forget the fancy fluff that poetry can bring
when all I meant to do
was show you that which lies before me
at my feet uncovered by the melting snow
~
in the silence of the early morning still dark blue
red raven comes and settles upon my mind
~
I remain hidden
behind the looking glass
Talk to me I tell you
and you turn to me and stare
into your own eyes
~
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Wow, I want to see that some day…Frozen!
Gin, do you recognize the photo of Cody? You took it in my back yard!
The day they were playing ball? I still want to do portraits of your boys like I did for my sister’s four legged and feathered family members. She blew them up on canvas and they look so sweet! (Wanna see it frozen? Come visit in winter again!)