Treasure Island

Atef Ayadi


SONNET III.....


i rubbed, and
ripped off

myself....
from my spring times.....


while, keeping memories....
of loveliest springs...

now i

am free from all
springs.....the winters are always falling off
after
summers watery times...

Submitted: Thursday, March 04, 2010
Edited: Saturday, March 20, 2010
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