THE GIFT

shadow424

under night sky

 

footsteps

shadows

falling stars

spirits moving

speaking with the

breath of blossoms

under the triumph

of a full moon

dripping silver

through forest

boughs

like Christmas

tinsel

drifting onto the

solemn statues

of youth

  • Author: shadow424 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 21st, 2021 18:52
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Lorna

    Beautiful simple words..........makes a lovely picture



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