Le Shorts, Poetry

Winter

Don’t you wake by bird’s light song?

But all is dead in winter’s frost.

Can life begin at journey’s end

Or is snow the mark that all is lost?

~ Twofer! ~

The passage of time

A mysterious thing

When you hear the bells chime

Then you must leave the ring.

BE WARNED

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