Unseen are Seen

Unseen Are Seen

Oh, the snow at first fall

sparkling tapestry of white

when dark grey of the streets

turns bright once again

and we unaware of what

creatures travel through town

now see the unseen 

in the tracks they’ve laid down.

Sheri Edwards  

11.30.22   335.365.22  

Poetry/Photography

https://sheri42.net/2022/11/30/6087/

https://flic.kr/p/2o3hvcu

Raccoon tracks in the sparkling snow

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