Ah, the crowd begins to thicken! :)

Anonymous Poem - P04

Nestled

Nestled by the dancing of crackling fire
black cat snuggling on his pillow
she cradled her cup of hot
steaming lemon tea
remembering
the saga of
a willow
tree

tilting her head
and closing one eye
she reached her thumbnail sketch
lifted with her paintbrush
colors from her pallet
and they melted
one snowflake
at a time
and
became
a clown.

~You have so much to enjoy and to be, and to do~
(including visiting MIRABILE VISU )

Photo by Balazs Karman and Laszlo Novak