American Sentence XXXIX
The friar brushes colored images on the page, opening worlds.
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The friar brushes colored images on the page, opening worlds.
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Makes me wonder what the images are!
hmmm, wait and see…what the train reveals…
I love poems about painters. Nice writing, Pam.
Thank you, Laura!
I’m on this train! Each one of these moves the story along at a traintrack pace!
🙂