Many faces carved into a tree, Their personalities vibrant for all to see. A face at a window , looking out at the world, watching and waiting for the world to unfold. A secret door invites you in , enter the twilight zone they say with a grin. Who will dare to venture inside, one hand shoots up and says me with their deep luminescent eyes. - Poem wrote by Me. 
A really nice poem. Where were pictures taken?
ReplyDeleteThey were taken near where I live. I went for a walk and I saw it. Couldn’t resist taking some pics
ReplyDeleteFantastic poem. You are a lady with such a creative talent
ReplyDeleteI wish I was Jason. I’d love to be an author or a poet
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