what holds
the snowflake to the leaf
but hope and faithful buoyancy
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
what holds
the snowflake to the leaf
but hope and faithful buoyancy
This is beautiful: both words and picture.
Looks a little like freshly washed clothes dancing dry on the sunlight line, so much nicer than machine dried.
What a great metaphor! I love hanging out the laundry.
😊
Truth!
Who would have thought to look closely at this little drama? I`m pleased that you did. It brings meaning to certain days that hang like those leaves.
Thanks Albert