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katharine Jun 2013
Drops falling from the sky
Nature’s love showering.
I don’t question how or why
All the buds are flowering.

My almost silent reminder
The world is at peace.
My night’s only remainder
Concealed in warm fleece.

The darkness begins to change,
Quickly turning to light.
My desired comfort now out of range,
I wish it was continued night.

— The End —