my
daily
walks
h a v e b e e n g r a c e d b y
s o a r i n g
e a g l e s
high
so
high
above
my
below
Waiting . . .
. . . waiting for bare branches to bear delicate leaves for fluctuating ice to become “Ice Out!” for shy shaded snows to boldl...
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I am waiting for you. Where do you wait? In Florida with retirees? South along the Gulf of Mexico? All the way home to sunny Mexico? Is anyo...
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