Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Off to War



Someone to watch over you.......


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A ground hog sluggish grazes upon the foliage green and a fisherman cast his fly rod to not get caught up in the trees.Black Eyed Susan all in bloom lace the fields of old , painting the landscape with lace of summers gold.My heart is crying why do they ignore ? Can’t they feel the sadness my friend has gone to war.
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