Carry me down this road,
Slowly this time, let the wind and the sky and turning of the day, roll the magic up in me,
And find my eyes searching,
My body feeling each piece of wind, each rain drop, each toast of sunshine.
The redness of the day, peeking out from under the clouds of darkness and rain may be the last for me, but promise the greatest tomorrow ever.
Ralph Peck
Photography by Marla Bolton
Eufaula Oklahoma
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