Old man winter releases one last breath,
bitter March winds, leaving me so cold.
Null bare branches move on the orchard tree
Lifeless to the eye, but like the soul, the source is life.
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A marvellous piece of poetry….a smart attempt and extraordinary effort, thank you for sharing.
It's amazing the changes that each season brings. I get chills just reading your poem. Winter's not only cold, but dangeours too; thankfully, it's almost done for this year. Good job. Clear message. 10. I'd be honored for your visit to my page. Thanks.
This is gud....and brilliantly crafted. I luv it... The modern luv is so phoney it started them as friends, they kissed yesterday. But it ended they as enemies, they cant even talk today. thanks for sharing.....+