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Aug 2014
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Or rather a winters noon
As you left no sunshine to stay
You just wore me out with gloom and doom

I was the summer’s breeze
And you were the winter’s chills
With sun beams through clouds did you tease
And I will admit your storms gave me thrills

You wore me down like rotting wood
Fighting against the dampening rain
The winter’s blizzard was all I had withstood
But then came the splintering pain

I crumbled at your tempest
Snapped to pieces at your will
You had me at my barest
And like the season you left still

You marked me with your hurricane
You tore at me with your hailstorm
As only my dampened dust remain
As my structure lay torn

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Or rather a winters noon,
From all you destroyed you walked away
But with the rain something new may bloom.
Lesley Rautenbach
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Lesley Rautenbach
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