• Nature


    Winter is slowly crawling its way back into our lives.
    Summer was shortlived, warm, yet unrealized.
    Winter lives up to its full torrential potential.
    Summer needs to learn it can be just as powerful.
    Summer wanes in the aftermath of Spring.
    Winter eclipses what Summers always bring.

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    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    alanya’s Poems (15)

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    nature 0
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