Grey, grey Silvered Skies (turn) into newer promises evening; Out of Sunday silences a few snowflakes drift like old tears/ Upon a wild wind born of Winter’s slow departure, a solitary Crow gazes through my cold window by nightfall> Alone with my dreams again. 2/18/2007 From Light & Shadow Photograph with digital art 2011
2 Comments
Anonymous Guest 26 Sep 2024
I love this one.Stefani Wehner 20 Jan 2011
amazingly done!