Every day, a photograph, a poem. Arriving hope one evening, the fairies looked to be dancing in our yard, yet I know that the delightful yellow glow is from the lovely daffodils, still so beautiful in the night light.
I love how even at nightSheri Edwards
daffodils ever delight.
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Slice of Life
For a bit about the writing process, see What Else Yellow Brights
Geeky Gramma ~~
Retired Middle School Language Arts/Media Teacher ~~
Writer and Thinker~~
Art from the Heart