No school yesterday,
No school today...
Looking beyond the window
I always wanted to shut my eyes...
Manipulating grief, dirty hands -
open the lid...
Where a river flows
between mountains of lilies...
Gold butterfly wings
great pleasure to human brings...
Reticent were moon, sky and birds.
A pall of gloom spread on the trees...
Tinsel webbing spun
linked to the heart of an Oak...
Sitting in the dark;
l will help them see...
Darkness echoes cicadas,
tree frogs, bats & cats...
The sharp ridged hills are called the devil's...
Fields of trodden grass...
Aurora, beautiful northern lights,
Cast magical spells in the aura of night...
His canvas is of the finest
No woven strands of fabric...