The Winter
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Ice slowly melts to the new spring
a bride and groom and a new ring
frozen in their best lives
just before an avalanche
The grips of roses and hands
frozen are timely of sands
flaws like a wall of patches
And a cinema of a screening
Into glares of timely oblivion
A horror film of careless stitches
tiny eyes can't see our sins
its the only saving of grace
& we live as the ice wears thin
and we die as the children
have this new world to face.
Copyright © Ryan Geoffrey Hayward | Year Posted 2025
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