The mists of time


Tuesday 05 January, 2016 by Uncle Spike

Time passes

The warmth of summer long departed


Exchanged in kind for winter rains


I ask myself, “Where are my hills?


For they are veiled by swirling mists.



10 thoughts on “The mists of time

  1. You have gone poetic! Nice! ..

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  2. dayphoto says:

    Poetry in the sky!

    Love it!


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  3. Colleen says:

    Not only great images but a great poet as well!


  4. I love this image. Janet. 🙂

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  5. Yvonne says:

    You’ve gone all poetic!

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