Blind Intuition (Reversable) Poem by Clover West

Blind Intuition (Reversable)



Just wait and see
It will come late this year
I don't think
The spring is due soon
There are buds on the trees
Closed tight
My hand can feel, though my eyes are
Unseeing

Monday, May 3, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: spring
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