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Spring Comes Late
All things shall melt away
& turn into songs
when spring comes.
Even the stars
that cast their light,
the vast snowflakes
that fall slowly & late,
Upon the larger fields
shall melt into
singing streams
of rivers & tears
from last year’s fate.
& turn into songs
when spring comes.
Even the stars
that cast their light,
the vast snowflakes
that fall slowly & late,
Upon the larger fields
shall melt into
singing streams
of rivers & tears
from last year’s fate.
Published 13th Jan 2016
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13th Jan 2016 9:35am
Very nice imagery, I love the way you related the flowing waters to songs.
23rd Jan 2016 9:22am
