It's another cold and lazy day with placid eyes shooting-the-breeze but darling we're too fearful, to venture, go outside. Coffee is brewing, the porch swing has-stopped-swinging
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Owls are hooting with violet eyes I guess that's how you look at me When lightning lights up the skies.. great imagination my dear poet. thank u. tony