Echoes
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Lofty mountains chilled winds, ravines below,
Hotel, fountains and lanes covered with snow
I wanted to shout loud to every peak,
What would I give if I could hear you speak?
My lonely cry, Come see, Come back to me.
The mountain peaks replied, "to me, come see."
Avalanche fell down on frozen rivers,
That was her reply that brought me shivers.
Fool! What could I expect from her essence?
Let her enjoy peaceful iridescence.
8/2/2021
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Copyright © Victor Buhagiar | Year Posted 2021
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