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January funeral

Hang your heads in shame
and sorrow
you Snowdrops,
gorging on the frozen sun.
He is dead.
And tomorrow
turns a lesser world,
its iron heart
oblivious to your mis-timed gaiety.
Waving about,
white traitors,
your joy is only surrender to a moment of light
in a dark place

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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Date: 4/12/2019 1:42:00 PM
The grief expressed in this poignant poem is palpable. Excellent Catherine. Congratulations on having it featured. Aloha, Connie
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