Every day, a photograph, a poem.
The sunlight called us out for a walk in the cold, where only a teenager on a skateboard with his digital device also dared to ventury.
It’s a beautiful time of day for quiet thoughts and conversation while all around us the tracks in the snow tell their own stories.
Sunshine glistens through
stripes of trees onto the snow
covered picnic spot,
now a quiet wonderland
where tracks expose a story.Sheri Edwards
Poetry / Photography
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart