Walk With The Wind (Page8) Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Walk With The Wind (Page8)



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beautiful flowers
on my window this morning
frosty silver threads

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leaves have left the trees
one by one they have fallen
to dance in the wind

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darkish shadows moods
at night on the route outside
only moon to gleam

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fallen stars in sky
making someone's summer true
- but not though for me

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angels in the snow
so easy done like footsteps
going to next year

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written in the clouds
dark blue noon of November
it is cold outside

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