A Time For All Things - Visual Number 3
I came to the fields in the morning to drink in their essence
Ruby skies reflected their glory and whispered "this will not last,
For there is a time for all things, drink deep now while you can"..
Copyright © Barbara Gorelick | Year Posted 2015
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