![]() CandlesticksA Poem by hjcmLong hallways and
high-arched windows fringed with rich
drapery. Silver laid out on the
table ready for luncheon while outside the children run with the dogs watched by a severe female eye; grounds resplendent with spring flowers and something more pretty than just grass: brushstrokes; a painted beauty like the canvasses within that line the walls of the drawing-room, with two handsome eyes so like
his. © 2011 hjcm |
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Added on February 7, 2011 Last Updated on February 7, 2011 Author |