Winter words

Autumn is over
And winter is here
And words on a page
No longer fall naturally into poems.

What is it about Autumn that seems to marshal words with so little effort?

About Rosalie Squires

'Who am I?' is a question whose answer keeps evolving, that can be answered in many, many ways; that has no known answer at all. But there are some clues to be found: stocksharpsquires.wordpress.
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1 Response to Winter words

  1. Seasons in time
    Seasons in nature
    Seasons in laughter
    Seasons in crying
    Season in joy
    Seasons in tears
    Rest for Jesus is always near

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