Photograph of Brigham Youngs house taken by Theresa F. Koch
Silence as my feet now hit soft white Berber carpet
Slipping into my old worn out cushy burgundy chair
I look forward past my desk, computer, cat and curtain
Into my favorite place through my window into wonder
Dancing snowflakes have met my gaze pirouetting there
Moose, horses, squirrels and parka covered men played
All have rehearsed their lives just outside this ledge
The world plays on for me at this window into wonder
Sighing deeply twittering birds dance happily to summer
Birch trees chattering leaves sing their beautiful song
Greenhouse paint continues to peal back green flakes
Sipping my chocolate drink I am happy at my personal
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For a time, I perched myself on a flat rock, comparing my life with the Guyandotte River. Just as its tributaries replenish it daily, changing it in some small—sometimes great—degree, so have the day-to-day occurrences of life changed me. Like the ri
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This is gorgeously penned and imaged, in verse and picture; BRAVA! Well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla. :)
Love Tinka
i like the surreal perspective of the photo ...
Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
Love,
Eileen