Endless Circle

A Poem by Pollyanna

For some reason, this came to me while driving through the snow Christmas Eve, 2010.

The maiden falls asleep under the blanket of winter's first snow only to awaken when bathed by spring's gentle rain before being caressed by summer's warm breath only to start over again.

© 2011 Pollyanna

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Akshat♥

nice one!
this make me warm and gentle from inside:)

Posted 14 Years Ago

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Pollyanna

Lake St. Louis, MO

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Pol·ly·an·na noun ˌpä-lē-ˈa-nə a person characterized by irrepressible optimism and a tendency to find good in everything I'm really nobody speci.. more..