Saturday, 31 October 2009

"In the garden"



When the winter seasons end,
Spring Shadows weakly bend,
the sun to beam much brighter,
for my heart to feel much lighter.

As one the flowers reach and bloom,
in silhouettes there is no gloom.
Through darkness I can see the light,
My garden shadows, darkly bright.

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