Delicate Dreams
The bare branches are painted with a dusting of snow
Delicate dreams rest in the distance to be seen
The slightest breeze can blow them away
It's time to capture a photo with confidence
To hold a memory of what can be created
In the cold, no sun shining, still pure and beautiful
Dreams may be delicate , but not always bare
Reach for what you want while you can, it's there!
Heidi Sands
1/11/25
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Copyright © Heidi Sands | Year Posted 2025
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