Northern Summer Fun (Day 6): A poem about Canadian Summer (Winter?)

It is Summer in the North It is dark under this Sun The flowers went to hide Because here comes: A wind that bites! I am missing a few pieces After going for a walk. I got left, just seven fingers Which is plenty if you write. Hug my soul before it freezes In this... Leer más →

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