Day 1826, hiding. Daily picture, Poetry I saw you standing close to the crossing but I was not looking at you ~ its your likeness I recognize while I stare at what’s hiding me ~ I don’t move away hoping you willShare this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related