Nature Based On the Portrait No 2 of Carol Nye Rhoades Robinson By Kathrine Nash Rhoades 1915

NATURE by Jeanette Jones based on the Portrait No. 2 of Carol Nye Rhoades (Robinson) by Kathrine Nash Rhoades (1915) NATURE My feet, my feet chilled to the bone, as I sit, sitting here alone. Sharpening itself, the wind embraced; slicing a piece of me, starting at my face. Think not of cold, only hot, I say. Now, I can’t move, can’t move, can’t you see; the coldness of the wind’s gotten the best of me. The ambiances of skies at my back cautions me for more is to come as Winter will turn to Spring. My feet, my feet aching to the bone as I sit, sitting here alone. Sharpening itself, the storm embraced; Slicing a piece of me, starting at my face. Think not of wet, only dry. Now I can’t move, can’t move, can’t you see; the influence of the storm’s gotten the best of me; A new season calls once again, Winter to Spring, then Summer to Fall; everlasting love, my face bares it all.