Small Poems # 4 Poem by JOE POEWHIT
Small Poems # 4
SNOWS CALL
Quiet morning of spring.
Crested sorrow in life.
Making shores for beyond.
Calling into sorrow, that love.
TIME
Holy hour day.
Merry kids with play.
Forgotten by the way.
Around a jolly May.
YESTERDAY
Melody of lost moments.
Captured in the rampant winter.
Golden meadows of dawn.
Whispers of a long lost song.
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5/6/2024 1:30:58 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I do love this small poem format Joe...like having bite size pieces to digest...excellent...10+++