The White Ship (14) Poem by David McLansky

The White Ship (14)



(14) My Pale Snow White

My pale Snow White
Sleeps day and night,
And though I kiss her
Cherry bright,
On she sleeps
In her glass tomb
As sunlight creeps
Around the room.

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Gajanan Mishra 16 March 2013

sunlight creeps. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.

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