My land and my sky,
My people
I have given to others;
Felt the tremble of
wings
As the moth flew in
freedom.
No longer a child.
Images of distant land
Shape me with hands
of different colors.
Exposed
I breathe in the
memories. . . . .
Sunset
From Beneath My Dreams
Colored Pencil
Karen Emerald Reeder
Original 10" x 15"
Prints