You would be Evergreen in the Spring, blending Thick and prickly in, Endearing your rough Roots to the new season’s Dew. They slither and hiss Among the grass blades, Yelling shadows while Searching for the calm blue sky.
Posted by jacsprat in Uncategorized Tags: evergreen, grass, green, past, peace, poetry, remember, sky, spring, tree, yesterdays
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