Hope Aglow
Hope Aglow Another sultry day to its end creeps, the air is lulled, silence grows deep, the horizon is painted
Read moreHope Aglow Another sultry day to its end creeps, the air is lulled, silence grows deep, the horizon is painted
Read moreOctober in pastels … The evenings longer now as October calls on me again laying fragile all emotion introspect
Read moreA winter morning … A winter morning The morning sunbeams half mindedly peek through a looming lattice of gray
Read moreMy finger lazily traces the lines of her face The worn photograph is beginning to show its age The coloration
Read moreAnother Side of Autumn … “The crickets felt it was their duty to warn everybody that summertime cannot last forever.
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