Looking down from our
precarious perch above
West Fifty-Eighth Street,
Our unblinking eyes
miss the details of your life,
just get the broad strokes.
The view from above
leaves much to be imagined,
not reality.
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Inner Whispers 
Hi M! Hope you are well today. It’s always interesting to see what catches your “eyes.” (wink)
LOL! Yes, my husband thinks so, too, Jackie, lol! 😉 xoxoM
Nice !
Thanks, Salome! 😉 xoM