Tucked on a wall
spots spread spring
in the changing.
Wings wet with waning winter
never beat
but signal retreat
of a season.
It's summer lost;
colourful defiance
covered in silence
and last frost.
May 29, 2013
May 29, 2013 at 5:40 PM UTC
Tucked on a wall
spots spread spring
in the changing.
Wings wet with waning winter
never beat
but signal retreat
of a season.
It's summer lost;
colourful defiance
covered in silence
and last frost.
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