Bits of blue sneak into hide...

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1. 

   B I R D (69 months ago | reply)

   cold comfort
   the amber rays
   falling amid the shadows
   last tendril of the sun
   touching the wet spots
   and the soft fur
   stroking it lazily
   before the lost instant
   of sleep sighs
   the arms stretch out
   defensively to protect
   what is not seen
   harboring shadows
   expectantly

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   ©2006, Frederick Douglass Perry, All Rights Reserved

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   selamdesign1 (69 months ago | reply)

   Wowowowow wondurful
   selam

3. 

   smith family1 (69 months ago | reply)

   Looks like a row of crosses

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