Poems by Jill

Saturday, 21 March 2015

21st March 2015

Instead of tidying the house - that can wait,
go out into the winter gloom
long dark days swallowing the light.
How bare the branches of the storm blown trees
making cages for the stars.
Posted by Jill at 12:32
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