Frozen Laughter Poem by Theresa Ann Moore

Frozen Laughter



In the depth of winter I not longer hear
Amusing antidotes; only frozen laughter
A carved stone whispers name and year
Attesting to yesterday and the hereafter

2/8/08

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Nomi Mas 08 February 2008

i can feel the icy emptyness, good.

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Theresa Ann Moore

Theresa Ann Moore

Michigan, U.S.A.
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