9 x 12 inches, oil on panel.
"The passing traveler catches a glance at the lonely beauty of a childhood long gone by. The lament of fallen trees, pale birds and the voices on the winds by night return...I walk the forest and gaze into her soft eye's blue...Take me to the plotters ground, embracing falling tears like dew."
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