Winter's End
Poor
Cold child
Of summer
Was winter too
Much to be endured?
Let the sun melt the ice
And dance among the flowers
Let their wild nature be your song
You are like a seed caught in the wind
Knowing you will grow where'er you may land
Copyright © Heather Crismond | Year Posted 2024
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