Richard “mike” Dixon

My New Born

The light of our lives

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Winter is done

spring has begun

Days longer

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Barnyard

The cows in the field

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When warriors go to war

We worry

Waiting for triumph

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Walking among my old friends in the silence of the early day

I reflect on the open field scattered with stone

A few trees dance silently in a light breeze

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With a fading smile and a wink of an an eye

Summer gives way to Fall with a kaleidoscope of colors

Falling leafs dancing as if in a gravity defying ballet to make a beautiful carpet rustling about in

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