Yet another window with white blinds
Where you never can quite see her face
The face I know who watches me
Today strange shadows fill the panes the space
Are they the marks of my lady?
(Who got lost in time so long ago)
Is this her scratching to be free?
I know she’s there
I have seen her name
Carved hidden in these walls
Here I am Violet with my camera!
…..by this tree …..
Lily reach out for Lily!
more street flowers collection https://gillmcgrath.com/2014/04/07/no-one-noticed-her-agony/