Wuthering
While watching windswept willows weeping,
Wild winter winds were wailing with woe.
Without words we wisely wondered why,
Whither who would wander weather-wise.
2/ 20/ 2021.
For the Liberum Divisa 4 poetry contest.
Sponsor Gregory R Barden.
Entered for an alliteration contest 11/ 27/ 2017.
Sponsor Barry Stebbings.
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