Sno Angels
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We walked out into the crusted snow
We fell backward into……..where? There was laughter …..this we know The shifting of arms and legs Breaking the crust of time Just for an instant…yes our own child played. And someone was blowing up an air plane And someone driving home And someone dying alone….somewhere And someone telling what the scriptures mean And someone looking for a vein Breaking through the crust of snow Breaking through the crust of snow There was laughter…this we know |
The story of this “poem” is quite true. My dear sweet friend and I each made a snow angel. When she had left I took a picture and played and played with hues, brushes, layers, and finally arrived at what I see as a face looking through it all?
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Breaking through sounds true
The frosty hues
On the heart’s dew
No nightmares..but the sweet dreams come to you…
Bless you. *smiles*
No nightmares…….
Sweet dreams…..
TY