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About This Author
 Writing poetry allows me to exercise my imagination and share it with others. I strive to write for the benefit of the reader using carnival fun mirror images of my life's experiences.
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 Alone in February's icy realm, Witness the stark pre-morning freeze, A Bird sleeps in silence, dreaming of springtime, Asleep in defiance of a wintery world. A lazy sun crests the hazy horizon, Winter disguises the fruit of the earth, An elderly woman sows seeds from a bucket, A lady with love for the suffering birds. One lonely bird feasts, then others join in, The sun in the east brightens the sky, Sing praises to Heaven for the love of a woman, Sing praises to Heaven for the least one of us. 12 Lines |
