Sep 2022
Even the Summer
leaves
as trees draw in a breath
from the Autumnal breeze
and Winter
sharpens its claws
the wary stay indoors
lighting candles
saying mass
praying for Spring.
leaves
as trees draw in a breath
from the Autumnal breeze
and Winter
sharpens its claws
the wary stay indoors
lighting candles
saying mass
praying for Spring.
(68/Here and now)
Please log in to view and add comments on poems
