A fallen leaf turns over.
Spring has begun.
A breeze comes to shake the trees.
There is only one.
Falling rain, falling snow, falling stars,
And failing hope.
It’s wet, then warm, then frozen, then burning,
And nothing changes.
The wind blows swiftly, and
The rain mists briefly, and
The sky is partly cloudy.
The sky
is only
partly
cloudy.
The ground freezes,
The trees are bare,
The cat sneezes,
And I’m just sitting here.
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A Collection of Poetry (For You)
Poetry"Poetry" collection poems, songs, phrases, etc A bit of my heart and soul in every phrase, stanza, line.
