The mountains stand sharp, edged in green.
Storm clouds roil in a summer’s sky.
An eagle soars.
I gaze, but cannot hold them thus.
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© Janalyn Voigt
The mountains stand sharp, edged in green.
Storm clouds roil in a summer’s sky.
An eagle soars.
I gaze, but cannot hold them thus.
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© Janalyn Voigt