old lady sitting
By benafim
Old Lady Sitting Hands folded by the table, a birds tired wings at rest. Eyes looking inwards to the lost land of her youth. Memories, paint a golden picture, sun filters through vine and she smiles Written January 16th, 2002 © on Jan 16 2002 04:05 AM PST 0 • 8
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"Old Lady Sitting..."