Bathed in the starlit, dreamy night; painted with van Gogh’s swirling sky, Scamp by their side. Gazing upwards I have the feeling that their spirit’s are high, bound together hearts in hand. Love and Light.
From → Letters and Poems or should I say Prose and Poetry
I agree. The sense of wonder at the stars and the beauty of their bond…infinite!
Absolutely Poet. I love the open field at the edge of the forest too. Wonder, beauty and infinite bond indeed.
Yes, I like that openness I see there… blending everything… joining “hands”
Yes, like the forest parted for a while to allow for this moment and created an open field
Indeed, joyous those moments. I love them.,
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I agree. The sense of wonder at the stars and the beauty of their bond…infinite!
Absolutely Poet. I love the open field at the edge of the forest too. Wonder, beauty and infinite bond indeed.
Yes, I like that openness I see there… blending everything… joining “hands”
Yes, like the forest parted for a while to allow for this moment and created an open field
Indeed, joyous those moments. I love them.,