Painting Dajaview
COLLEEN Painting Dajaview I never imagined painting some old faces whilst travailing through lands greeting, meeting characters wrinkled with friendly advice alongside this adventurous young man. Whom had the world for his pillow quilted blankets of warmth, woven from clear nights sleeping under shining stars summer camp fires flickering memory’s alight once more Mornings of laughter in simple acts in tying boots, helping each other One red haversack, disturbed my happy thoughts! This young man,... Sign in to see full entry.