holiday treat . . .
grandson and I ride
Westfield escalators

Marilyn Humbert

Wanda Amos

red maple
through hospice glass
she counts each leaf-fall

Gavin Austin

Wanda Amos

seat by the river
a path buried in leaves
wanders on

Lorraine Haig

Wanda Amos

swirling mist—
we follow the trail
of hoof prints

Lysa Collins

trackless sand
desert wind erases
a mulga’s path

Jahan Tyson

Wanda Amos

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