Winter Poem by Marnie O'Brien
Winter
I’ll keep your pebble in my pocket,
For there are larger stones to throw.
Gladly fall to sacrifice,
For a scarcely pioneering blow.
Lifetimes are measured by season,
And mine is surely Winter.
But the bloom hangs quietly, patient and strong;
Having seen so many old oak splinter.
Monday, January 6, 2014
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