Easily unlooked at, or glanced at and quickly forgotten.

Small matters and stifling boundaries;  what waits until the immediate is accomplished?

Children, mine and others, infirm adults and only so many minutes in a day.  Little ideas that barely know they could germinate into something worth looking at left in the dark and forgotten.

Eyes that take nourishment from the world outside the window. 

Looking outward, but anchored here. 


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