image

rbpainter

  • ArtistRand Burns
  • Typeimage
  • Dimensions16 x 13”
Description

You had to leave. There was no choice. Like the rustling of autumn leaves we tread lightly as we walk through them. The sound echoes...

You had to leave. There was no choice. Like the rustling of autumn leaves we tread lightly as we walk through them. The sound echoes and disappears. Seasons move forward. Every thing changes. Autumn will return and memories will remain. Always.

Like & Favorite

  6      

Share Work On Social Media


More from rbpainter
Fyrne Lake Farm.  Tennessee.  Spring Light.  (SOLD) Thunder Moon Rising A Poetic Illumination Sea Of Henbit. Song Of The Sycamore Red Brick Path Yo The Windowless Castle. Homage To The Moon The Eternal Memory Milo Illuminated By The Sun
image

6