Times Of Year Poem by Lucy Brown

Times Of Year

Rating: 5.0


i float like the morning winter breeze
bitter and cold,
distroying whats little left of summer.

but then the spring will come and end my reign,
new growth shall conquer me.
the distroyer, distroyed.

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Jenny Brown 07 December 2005

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