I sometimes wish

I sometimes wish with all my might
that I could be a bird in flight
I sometime wish upon a star
that I could travel wide and far
But most of all right now I dream
that my front room was in this scene.

OK. So I am desperate. I promised myself that I would complete the February words, and I have been devoid of creativity and inspiration all week.

I took this image this morning. It is a chair and music stand being reflected in a framed picture that I have in my room. It got me thinking . I would so love to be able to sit in my front room, be surrounded by beautiful music and have picture windows out in to the countryside so that I could bring the outside in and enjoy it - lockdown or no lockdown.


For February words, wish.

[Esther Rosenberg]

Stunning, love the darkness and mysterious feeling to the shot.

[Janet B.]

I so enjoy your project! Your poem made me smile, and I find myself staring into the image to see the reflection. It looks really neat when viewed on black! Reflections are truly magical, aren't they?!