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it's different because she's gone
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The Ramblings Of A Madman the weather always warms near the beginning of spring
but now it's just a memory in a winter storm
the tears they remind me of water droplets that fell
throughout the rainy days of spring
I see a ghost In my rearview mirror that at times she seems real
then like a wind she blows away gone till another night
cold and alone I dream of warm spring days
but now it's different because she's gone
~D Donner ~
Poignant poem
And very well written evoking emotional response
Aloha,
~Koko~
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
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Warm Spring
This spring is particularly warm, and I dug a new garden that now, in June, is beginning to blossom. Dahlias and lavender, nasturtium leaflets and happy hosta. I just stare at them and nod. Yes. Thunderstorms tomorrow. Good rain!