Lady Spring DefiledA Poem by Rita L. Sev
Pure Lady Spring
It's her time now, Attired in her best But Old Man Winter Won't let go Keeps her from getting dressed In his cold grip He holds her down Unwilling to surrender Perhaps next month She'll be released And we will know her splendor © 2013 Rita L. SevAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on March 28, 2013 Last Updated on March 28, 2013 AuthorRita L. SevPhiladelphia, PAAboutPLEASE READ THIS BEFORE "FRIENDING" ME: I am happy to be sharing my poems (and occasional stories) and thrilled to be reading fellow authors. About Friend Requests - It is wise to READ some of .. more..Writing
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