Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, February 07, 2008

... and the grayness of the hills became bright with color.

Sings>
When the snow falls to dust the hills of the hollow,
a scene of winter to many appears. But deep in
my heart you gave it such color and I know
spring is near.
~
When the robins in great numbers took flight,
I was amazed as they settled on the crabapple
trees for one night.Magical is every sight when
I share with you each day of my life.
~
When winter reminds us with little storms, and
awakens the heart as it begs for more. Nothing
in life we can't handle, as you lit the flame on
a non burning candle.

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