As winter left
our souls fell
like leaves from a
tree.
Now as summer approaches
back they come to thee and me.
Like a mad army
on manouveres
like a lost batallion
homeward-bound
we creep into a fireplace
and maketh not a sound!
My First Attempt at Classical poetry!!!
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