ON THE SPOT

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ON THE SPOT

Serenity surrounds
The cool crisp wind against my face
The lush greenery
Graceful dancing clouds
The song these birds sing
So soothing for my being.

The whispers of tiny winged creatures
From all corners , i hear
Behind those proud needle-like conifers.

These eyes behold
Every detail, every angle captured
On canvass perched on a tripod
Chiro with his cowboy hat
Passionately
brings life to all these marvels I see around me.



Dedicated to my husband, Chiro, the artist!!!!

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Poetry is what is lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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