**This is in response to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt. You can find out all about the fun on her page HERE.
Tangled vines
Climb the wall
Roses cling tight
Windows clouded
With yesterday’s
Memories
Sunshine through
Tarnished panes
And chipped wishes
Tomorrows left behind
Gazed through
Windows of promise
Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson
Thank you Sue!
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I do like this poem, Penny.
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Thank you Robbie!
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Oh wow, so utterly lovely.
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Thank you!
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“Windows of promise” Iike that line Penny.
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Thank you Michael!
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Lovely, Penny. Windows see so much, don’t they?
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Thank you Sue. Yes… they sure do!
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🙂
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like the whole time thing that weaves through that
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Thank you! I thought that the windows and the roses both looked old. So I went from there. Thanks for visiting Michael!
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yeah Im gonna do one on that now yours gave me inspiration.
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Cool! I look forward to reading it! 🙂
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done. Should be up in a few hours 🙂
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ok! I’ll watch for it!
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