Yesterday
I could have sworn
So clearly seen that I cannot but mourn
Those first fast-falling flakes that adorn
The trees no more
And my fondest wishes scorn.
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My first thought was to play
When I saw those falling fractals yesterday
But all too soon they've gone away
Much as I wish that they could stay
Sadly, them I could not sway
To wait with me until today
But in earnest shall I pray
That I'll see them again tomorrow,
If not today.
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I did not see the snow today,
As it fell in slow, happy puffs
As my breath before me puffed
I did not see the snow this morning,
Nor yet again as I went walking.
But I know it's hiding there
So, I cannot help but stare
Waiting
Waiting
For the darkening of the sky
For the puffy fractals to fly
For the crunch of fresh-fallen white
On a chill December night
About the Creator
Alexander McEvoy
Writing has been a hobby of mine for years, so I'm just thrilled to be here! As for me, I love writing, dogs, and travel (only 1 continent left! Australia-.-)
"The man of many series" - Donna Fox
I hope you enjoy my madness
AI is not real art!
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