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Seeing the Unseen

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Every day, a photograph, a poem. On one of our walks during the snow-filled week of cold, we found these tracks, with no other sign of the creature, just this track from its drink by the lake.

Seeing the Unseen

Look, somewhere nearby
a raccoon rests, though unseen;
We see only tracks.

Sheri Edwards
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Poetry/Photography

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Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart

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