Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Night to Dawn by Marion

       Molly in my Gerbera Daisy, the color of her hair.

                                The Monster High girls hanging out.  ;-)

                              Blythe Doll sisters

   A visitor to our yard yesterday.  I think he's pretty old.  We put him back in the woods.

           My old insomnia personification poem...






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1 comment:

  1. KellyMay 4, 2016 at 1:50 PM

    You're dolls are so cute, Marion. I need to go change my daughter's American Girl doll's outfit. She and Pooh watch me work my jigsaw puzzles.

    Excellent poem. I see more sunsets than dawns, but actually prefer the latter.

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One may have a blazing hearth in one's soul and yet no one ever come to sit by it. Passers-by see only a wisp of smoke from the chimney and continue on the way. ~Vincent Van Gogh~ Pull up a chair...

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