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Winter Grey
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From The Heart
Grey clouds line the horizon.
A cool breeze crosses the land.
Touching with icy fingers
the vibrant colors of summer.
The life quickly looses hold
and falls silently to blanket the earth .
Even the chimes on my terrace
do not ring true.
The chime is a dull clank
The sun no longer rises high
in the distance
to warm the landscape.
For he too is hiding
from the sharp bite
of the north wind.
a swwet poem full of thoughtful images