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John Edward Smallshaw
Poems
Sep 2022
Bow down.
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.
Written by
John Edward Smallshaw
69/Here and now
(69/Here and now)
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