Fritz365
1 poem or story a day. Nothing more, nothing less. Most bad, maybe one good. Dog bless.
Friday, March 7, 2014
A Wait of Spring
And yoe
The sleepers lay unhurt
Beneath the winter's snows
Frost gathered in their baskets
Where flowers often sprung
Awaiting season's changing
And the warmth of the summer sun
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