the tree tops resting on the roof
that bend down to look at me through the glass door
the dark silent house that waits
the batteries on the kitchen counter that have run down
and the candles and the fire wood that I don't have
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4 comments:
I absolutely love these pictures. Your blog is quite touching.
just so very beautiful.
I remember a storm like that. Your photos are stunning.
thank you- you all keep me warm.
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