Rose #1

            rose #1

there is a fire that burns in my soul.   and it does burn.  
Home bound for a bit,  I crashed coming around the last lap,  I came to,  hot, in the sun, wanted to move to the shade.  Dazed, I was told to stay put.
I can't heal fast enough,
with two broken ribs,  I'll be off a bit

I clipped some plants, found some window light, and dropped a piece of cloth.
to pass the time

it was nice to work,

Cheers,  dlowe

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