Winter Feels Like Scorn

Gene Micropoem, Poems March 5, 2015March 5, 2015

Winter feels like scorn

Spring a distant legend

By the fire I shall warm

Until brighter suns do beckon

If none come

It’s the end I reckon

Gene G. McLaughlin 2015

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Published March 5, 2015March 5, 2015

ASH says:

March 5, 2015 at 11:24 pm

Thanks for the laugh

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Nomzi Kumalo says:

March 7, 2015 at 7:05 am

😀

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weebluebirdie says:

April 4, 2015 at 6:39 pm

Fabulous first line! It’s that stepping out the door of a morning.

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