Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Bare Branches

The horizon off beyond the hills is gray
and dark and gives me chills. A sign
no less of a future message. A fortune
cookie's silent vestige. Overnight the
World has changed. Winter's cold
and loves estranged. The dog lays
quiet on the floor. Enlightened hearts
fly here no more. Time will tell what
is in store. Spring's rebirth is heretofore.

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