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Jean Moyer Poem
Shadows swirl within the mind
Visions of endless sorrow
Death awaits within shadows
Cold and clammy spector's grip
Final words, fall on deft souls
Cold hearts, as fridgid as shadows
Crow no longer Caw's
Heart falls in final defeat
Crumbled at loves feet
And the Shadow swirls, engulfing what is left
NOTHING
Copyright © Jean Moyer | Year Posted 2005
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Jean Moyer Poem
Winter howls it's frigid winds
Causing the very soul to shiver.
Long cold dark days of doubt.
The rays of spring's whisper warm the heart and soul
With the tiny bloom of one single dandelion
the spirit sings, reminding
Love brings spring, no matter what the calendar.
Love, the strongest bond of all.
brings spring's whisper
the promise of tomorrow
with love
Copyright © Jean Moyer | Year Posted 2005
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