Hear the wind sing through leaves of desert willow;
The spring fed creek answers in muted ripples.
The moon, dressed in flowing robes of gossamer,
Ragged lace in moving sequined ruffles,
Her silver light to filter and dance on the foliage.
About Me
- molly jean
- I am an artist, mother, and Christ Follower. I have lived most of my life on the prairie, almost desert, of West Texas and see the beauty of the colors and texures of my native landscape especially the expanse of the sky and variety of wild flowers. And all this is my inspiration!
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