Morning Glory

December 29, 2008
She’s dreaming…or is she?
Closed eyes, deep steady breathing,
Completely unaware of the world around her.
She’s sitting in a meadow,
Surrounded by grass, a bright shade of green.
[Oh, look! It’s the same color as her eyes!]
Weeping willows with thick trunks

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