Friendship and poetry

So my friend came to see me on her way home from a family roadtrip. She sent me some lovely pictures of the trip. This was one of those. It was inspirational. I don’t usually do a weekend post, but I wanted to share this beautiful picture and my poem that came of it. So I figured that I would break routine this once.

5 thoughts on “Friendship and poetry

  1. A niche in an old wall
    made by hands long gone
    to house a holy image
    perhaps a favored saint
    or one with unique meaning
    to the owner of those hands
    now gone and forgotten
    the niche reclaimed by
    a sacredness more ancient
    the beauty of moss and fern

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