It’s been three days
since I saw you
running and playing
in the field with
your friends
Or perhaps,
They were your siblings
I smiled at the sight
of your frolic- and though
I couldn’t stop and
take in the whole
The space encircling me
magically slowed enough
to plant the lovely scene
inside a recollection box
And here I sit, three
days later, smiling again
at the motion-filled painting
expanding in my mind from
one brief moment of noticing
Parcel: a reference to a small group of young deer.
Piano Girl 
How beautiful, Kelley. I love seeing the deer frolic—“motion-filled paining expaning in my mind”…your words are always so poignant! Much love, my friend.❣️💚🤗🙏🏻
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Thank you, Karla. You’re always so encouraging. ❤️
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You’re welcome, dear friend. It’s my blessing. Sending love and prayers for a beautiful weekend 🙏💚🙏🤗
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