Friday, December 16, 2011


 
It's like seeing in black in white
...going into the garden
a bit of wheat color here
a shade or two of muted green
dried crumbles of leaves fading fast their autumn colors
Even the sky is white/gray
and the rain only sets the mood
like a cemetary
full of stories
unspoken

2 comments:

  1. Your words are a perfect choice that describe this time of year perfectly!

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  2. Every season has it's own beauty.

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