Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

matins

04 April 2014

 

 

even in the rain,

in the last darkest moments

of this morning’s dawn,

I’m awakened by the songs

of birds, and quietly cry.

 

 

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4 April, 2014 - Posted by | Poetry | ,

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