Winter's Thyme Poem by Antony Glaser
Winter's Thyme
He truly loved the Winter shadows
of the bluish Sun
descending down the wayward hill
A gallant blackbird sang
the pastures of green
The pure conternance
of a seasonal traveller
Gentle flame of heart
that prevails a small brown garden
Frost, smoke to the empty grove
Friday, October 20, 2023
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