Seasons To Mourn Poem by Kurt Philip Behm
Seasons To Mourn
Rating: ★5.0
And no summer came…
calendar frozen, cold winds still in play
And no summer came…
the birds and butterflies staying away
And no summer came…
expressions of love buried in the frost
And no summer came…
seasons to mourn every day that we've lost
(Dreamsleep: May,2020)
Sunday, May 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: seasons
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9/11/2025 7:31:43 PM # 1.0.0
summer yes still no summer came in the earth lives....everywhere shocking cool of death is prevailed