The bridge leans softly over dusk,
its stones still warm from fading sun.
And underneath, the fireflies
return to their quiet, golden run.
24×12 Gallery Wrapped Canvas; Acrylic, Mixed Media
The bridge leans softly over dusk,
its stones still warm from fading sun.
And underneath, the fireflies
return to their quiet, golden run.
24×12 Gallery Wrapped Canvas; Acrylic, Mixed Media