Feathers weepA Poem by Gene Von BanyardSorrow, secret and sentient, ebbs and sighs, She touches the frozen earth, fugues now bloom, A tonal cry as feathers weep to eternal sleep, She came, she came, as snow fell down. © 2015 Gene Von Banyard |
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