^*^ Every ^*^ Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

^*^ Every ^*^



Every year
I die in the winter
And wait for the
Spring to revive me
For I feel so cold
Living in Leigh-on-Sea

Tuesday, January 24, 2017
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