WinterA Poem by Clara VerdeThe ground half yellow with golden leaves, The wind blows gold and gray together, As leaves cover all what the eyes have trusted to have known, As what seemed to be dead, whispering goodbye,
Where the half dead leaves covered a dead belief,
Even half alive.. © 2015 Clara VerdeFeatured Review
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6 Reviews Added on February 10, 2015 Last Updated on February 10, 2015 AuthorClara VerdeAustriaAboutI wished words could become more than what they are. I wished they would be meaningful.. the way we feel them. I wish to touch people the way I am touched by this life. And I am trying to create emoti.. more.. |


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