Cold breezes
and billowing sheets,
thin whiteness from the foot traffic
of leathern shoes and clopping hooves.
While above,
she is in a world of her making.
Evening Wind
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3 comments:
I am enjoying her world. Have a great holiday.
Thank you!
Wonderful etching and I like your written interpretation.
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