in a dream, i heard
victrola and mandolin
amidst forest green
in a dream, i heard
victrola and mandolin
amidst forest green
bright is the night sky
its light is my companion
sunshine from the stars
bright orange sunset
keeps me wandering along
the dark forest path
a magical path
hidden from a restless world
encountering grace
morning walk enjoyed
with sweet greetings from graceful
baby deer and mom
meeting of the minds
two heads are better than one
or a lot of bull
lens and pen artists
who’d grown to become mothers
simpler days held close