Tuesday, September 13, 2016

Winter Chills Comments

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Everything in the garden is rosy,
until, the frost—leans against its sharp scythe.
The rose that spent all summer long blowsy
now it is cold curled up tightly, heart writhed-
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Mark Heathcote
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Mark Heathcote

Mark Heathcote

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