Pictorial Prose dances to the rhythm of the soul and the magic of nature. Each day is a journey through life and with it a view of the wonder and joy of the heart and mind with an explosion of passion and desire. The opposite of to live is to ...
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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