Winters Trenchant MarchA Poem by John Alexander McFadyenWinters Trenchant March Summer just went off-line, hurricane Bertha rushed across the Atlantic, bringing us shades of autumn. Invaded us with low pressure, driving winds and torrential rain, and unseasonable cold. The grey is so depressing, knowing that the ‘fall’ is almost upon us and the wicked claws of winter follow on her coat tails. Oh how I yearn for an Indian summer to descend and hold back that frigid freeze.
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Added on August 20, 2014Last Updated on August 20, 2014 AuthorJohn Alexander McFadyenBrixworth, England, United KingdomAboutWell, have a long and complicated story and started it as an autobiography on Bebo but got writer's block/memory fogging. People liked it though and kept asking for the next chapter! fools.. more.. |

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