As The Sexton Fills The Grave (American Doublet) Poem by Brian Strand

As The Sexton Fills The Grave (American Doublet)



Flurries from the east, fine and dry,
Drift across the fiels and, in silence lie.

Saturday, December 12, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: seasons
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