The Winter Snows

Planting words inside my garden,

 watering them at will

 

 

Staking memories long forgotten,

 feelings cold and shrill

 

Row by row the letters planted,

  phrases start to grow

 

Whose cool fall day a harvest brings

 —to feed the winter snows

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2019)

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