“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh

Wednesday, July 13, 2011


A ragged feather of smoke 
lifts from behind the hill
past darkening trees.

Birds are flocking 
for their resting places.

‘It’s cold,’ says Andrew.
‘Come inside 
and shut the door.’

1 comment:

  1. Oh, I surely do love the first stanza; very dreamy, Rosemary! :)


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