Bird On The Box

My next project…. I drew this in November of 1999….would look great on a box 😉
  

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Prosody

I see tenderness within your eyes.
Fatigue,
such a heavy weight,
is trying to consume you.
Come sit by the Fire;
Feel the Heat,
in comparison to the chill the night brings.
Precious child,
you contain a treasure:
the delicate soundof a gentle rhythm.
Rest for the days ahead.