You fill the silent spaces
With music and light;
Your heart lifts shadows
And replaces them with color;
Your smile is a season of its own,
Where dreams rise from the earth
And springtime is never far away.
– by Ken E. Marsh, for his wife
Getting wild. In Alaska. And writing all about it.
You fill the silent spaces
With music and light;
Your heart lifts shadows
And replaces them with color;
Your smile is a season of its own,
Where dreams rise from the earth
And springtime is never far away.
– by Ken E. Marsh, for his wife
Writer, photographer, and editor specializing in Alaska's outdoors. View more posts
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