Me: Do you miss it?
Him: Miss what?
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A sonnet
Sky’s blue color has drained from the flowers,Still holding on through the long…
The Sun quickly peeks out from winter clouds,Bathing the half frozen river in…
A poem
It’s becoming clearer now;No longer do I wait for herBecause I see her every day.In the crowds and…
When Warriors of time will come,First blush will be hotter than noon,Dusk will no longer…
We all know winter isn’t over, and,We sure are not out of the woods just yet,And it might not…
What is a clock? What does time really mean?What’s a sonnet? Fourteen lines and the…