My Friends Jul 18, 2018 A Poem For Tanya There in your window the sun has pulled off the glue and the thin shreds of wallpaper are merrily dancing in the wind. The window, finely dressed, the dainty lace of the curtain veil is a sign of the olden times. A traditional blue windshield serves to restrain the gaudiness of the light on the days of summer heat. There is light and warmth just enough to put you back in the track. A vase holds roses for the first bird that will sing in the bluesome summer sky. This is your place; this is my place; this is the place for all who seek a retreat where we will not hide in shadows; this is the place that will heal; and before the nightfall we'll have accomplished all that we were striving for in the day. With love to Tanya July 18, 2018 The photo Originally shared by Tanya Dimitrova "I'm looking for a place, to be my place. Where I will hear the song of the birds, and the sun wi...