Two birds fly from a single branch
Diamonds left floating in the air
The sky is clear
My dog romps ahead
Exhilarated by the cold
I leave my footprints in the snow as I walk
Shall I come back this way
Or make a new track?
Friday, December 19, 2008
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Some very impresive photos, and lovely poetry...:-)
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