Fields that stretch as far as your imagination
with roaming hills divided with old stone walls
The colours ever changing, as the seasons’s unfold
this is a picture that will never stand still
For it breathes life itself
and now the sun has changed its direction
The pictures open to correction
a minutes gone by and the correction has been made
Keep that picture in your head, for that too will fade
Comments
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You are so right, capturing the image in mind
our sight is a gift to view the splendors nature has to offer.
Camera's capture only the moment
Nicely creative poem
Best wishes
Julie
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