Song Of Many Dreams Poem by James McLain
Song Of Many Dreams
The snow is gone and spring has early passed,
and in my hand I hold a rose that lived.
Summer has it's own a promise made and
would we want our winter back again?
My love to her I gave as I turned back,
she looked me in the eye and tightly pressed.
Tuesday, May 23, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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4/19/2024 9:05:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
At last a poem I can understand and not just in my dreams is it poetry? great poetry! 10++++++++++