The Coming of Spring

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Written a little less than two years ago, this is among the first poems I ever wrote. Hope you enjoy it.

Submitted: May 14, 2017

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The age of beauty is over. The time of yellow sickness has come. A rain of death has come forth, flowing through my nose, and pelting my eyes. I mustn't leave the safety of my home, until the storm is over. Oh, how I long for those days of frost and snow, those days of red and green. But nay, that is behind me now. All that awaits is a time of heat and illness. Even when the rain of death ends, the sun will blaze upon my back, burning my skin and blinding my eyes. As I forever search for the fair maiden of winter.


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