Writers Are Parents
T is for Teacher . . .
A glittering gift? A knife to the heart?
Past trees spattered with gold, there is truth in reflection.
He snapped and his heart protested.
A slice of bronze cut with purple.
H is for Honesty . . .
V is for Vortex . . .
Fine threads of black, knotted into masks.
A golden apple, shining in the sun.
F is for Family . . .
V is for Vivid . . .
Twin moons, yellow in the sky.
It tickles the windowpanes with painted nails.
C is for Curious . . .
So, I am going off my blogging schedule here, on the last day of the year. To those of you who think that wrong, I believe some news simply must be shared as it comes along!
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