March Poem by Saul Eldon

March



She went in March
Now March is mine
And here to stay
I would not have April hurry March away
But March will come again next year
And comfort me with greys and mists
And with my memories keep the tryst

Friday, July 14, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love and loss
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