SPRINGWith the blossoms gone
I look for no special color
as I gaze afar
and then from the empty sky
spring rains begin to fall.
Friday, April 6, 2007
POEM OF THE WEEK
SPRINGWith the blossoms gone
I look for no special color
as I gaze afar
and then from the empty sky
spring rains begin to fall.
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