THE BRIDGE hear the frogs croak looking for a mate birds singing in the wind meditative calming state nature embraces sweet moments in time alone with one's self to the bridge I will climb the red bridge overlooks much greenery in calm such peaceful moments open hands to the palm breathe in the purest air painted path doeth take lovely lilies in the pond eyes open for mercy's sake crossing over to the other side last moments begin say goodbye to the earth death always wins by: Lisa Coleman Sue Vincent is the host of Thursday Photo Prompt. "Painted"
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