Snowy Park

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    Snowy Park

    Purity rains from the sky
    Covering the world in peace
    Perfect white from up high
    Its cold but I sit and watch the geese

    My nose is nipped by Jack
    That magic elf of cold
    I fight him back with a snack
    My cup of soup tastes bold

    The park is a beautiful sight
    With the early morning sun ablaze
    Its so much lovelier at night,
    The pale moon holding your gaze

    The geese leave me alone
    Flying off to warmer skies
    I raise from the bench with a groan
    And leave, as inside, something dies.

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    RxParanoia’s Poems (33)

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