Six Feet Beneath The Snow Poem by Leo Yankevich

Six Feet Beneath The Snow

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Deep from head to toe
into the second sleep,
sister to the crow,
she does not hear me weep.

A continent away,
a sky and ocean apart,
I am her last born stray,
I with my leaky heart.

No, we won't ever meet,
resurrected mother,
the shoes now off your feet,
with father, uncle, brother.

Friday, February 20, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: art
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Leo Yankevich

Leo Yankevich

Farrell, Pennsylvania
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