When trees send smoke signals
There’s no need to fret
For all it means
Is that the sun is soon to set.
On it brings the darkness
And out we see the light
A cold winters evening
The signals reappear tomorrow, with all their might.
Smoke Signals
When trees send smoke signals
There’s no need to fret
For all it means
Is that the sun is soon to set.
On it brings the darkness
And out we see the light
A cold winters evening
The signals reappear tomorrow, with all their might.
Tan M Butler 
Lovely words, perfect for the photo. Did you take it?
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Yes I did take it. Though I wish I knew how to use all the features of my camera and not just the basics👍
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That is why I just use my cell phone. I still do not all the features in this. lol You do nice posts combining your talents.
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