Rich in spiritA Poem by Mark D
When the wild cold ceases
The night air sleeps And all my grief is told The morning strikes me into life Like a frantic roaring wind Free from scorn Free from pain Rich in spirit © 2012 Mark D |
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Added on February 26, 2012Last Updated on March 12, 2012 Author
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