Long walks through New England woods Backyard cemeteries once the rage - Unrecognizable family names; epitaph in stone Cloaked by a ceiling of muted color ...it seems nothing is the same this year *sigh* Orange, red, gold pierced by non-discriminate Rays of sunlight for viewing - pleasure and delight Stone walls randomly appear; comfort zone …
Trilby Yates
My words are a direct reflection of what is being played out in my mind. For artistic purpose and dramatic effect I have duct-tapped the "edit" button…
Trilby Yates 