Is beautiful

Day 52

Stretch of barren land.

Desert rose, faltering petals.

Tombstones, serene cemetery.

Rising, grey dark clouds.

Bare isolated, autumn tree.

Fallen lonely, maple leaf.

Old dusty, deserted library.

Fallen shoe, on an empty road.

Rusty green, park bench.

And her tranquil gaze.

Found beauty in all of these.