Daniel McCann Poems
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I walked summer through winter and handed her my coat to keep her warm
summer wanted to find her heritage
so we began a journey that took us back to a time before she was born
I found that summer didn't ask to be adopted by winter
she was left with no choice, summer got used to the cold,
refused warmth, with that she handed me back my coat
I can take you places, I promised, it won't take too long but won't be too soon
summer, we'll go back to spring and when we do, summer, you will bloom,
and when we walk through autumn you'll never fall
because the summer I've ...
My Closed Door
My closed door, do you care?
when you are in the open air
i wonder why?
the liethal smell of diesal
pollutes and purifies my sky
make it bright, make it dark
i pour out my heart, im a fool
while you pour out the fuel
on the gate, with my hate