Looking GlassA Poem by Chenin Marie
The trees are dancing outside my window.
A soundtrack of birds fills my house. Racoon tailed fluffy cat, perfectly perched on the windowsill, engaged. So much depends upon life on the other side of the glass. © 2017 Chenin Marie |
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Added on March 28, 2017 Last Updated on March 28, 2017 AuthorChenin MarieAZAboutI hate having to describe myself in a little box. If you want to know about me, just ask. more..Writing
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