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From the Window

All things beautiful Have an ending Beyond the stars, And begin in hearts As close as mine. With breath quickened By Summer’s chill And warmed by Winter’s love, Eyes once distant and bitter Now seeing and holding fast. Drops of rain falling silent Behind eyes of distant green; Mourning. Light and warmth pouring in, But there is no comfort in them. Only tears of regret.

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Date: 3/14/2012 6:15:00 PM
Hello Christina, I really liked this tender and heartfelt poem. You write with a wonderful easy flowing style. Stephen.
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