With time comes life
With air we breathe... with love we grow
Enhanced by sunshine, reflective and subtle
A heavy, gun-metal gray door led him into the courtyard with the other inmates where for the first time in weeks he felt the sun on his face and drank in the scent of the newly blooming apple trees, just over the fence and out of his reach
Bathed in sunshine and warmth
A fragile, fleeting beauty; powerful in possibilities.
THE CONTRIBUTORS:
With air we breathe... with love we grow (Cynthia Schuerr, http://www.theheartofwriting.blogspot.com)
A heavy, gun-metal gray door led him into the courtyard with the other inmates where for the first time in weeks he felt the sun on his face and drank in the scent of the newly blooming apple trees, just over the fence and out of his reach. (Michael J. Solenderhttp://notfromhereareyou.blogspot.com/)
Bathed in sunshine and warmth (Rebecca Besser)
2 comments:
Thanks to everyone who submitted!
Jim
I enjoy these, they are fun and always turn out beautiful. :)
~becca
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