Faithful fields 

In her faithful fields.

It’s here she sits and she stares.
It’s here she rips and she bears.

To the sky her sapphire gaze she gifts.
To the wind all her secrets she shares.

When the day is done and she must go.
She always knows love will remain here.

In her faithful fields.

(Painting; Christina’s world  Artist: Andrew Wyeth)

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