gershon hepner

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Spring - Poem by gershon hepner

Spring, the month allegedly the cruelest,
makes some anticipate the joys of summer,
but hardly ever will impress the coolest
for whom the summer season is a bummer.
In autumn expectations are much lower
for everyone’s prepared for winter’s icy blasts
which swallow Indian summers like a boa
while freezing hopeful spring enthusiasts.

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  • Rookie Jack Tex (3/31/2007 12:56:00 AM)

    Nice one. Thanks for sharing, looking forward to your next work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 30, 2007

Poem Edited: Wednesday, February 9, 2011


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