OCW
Spring the Poet
Yesterday the Sun told me
over the moon and stars "you are lucky"
utmost feeling your kiss my bliss
rising beam against the snow we won't miss
end is nowhere near the sunny us
make these words count next to the darkened times
you smile for me to write searching the perfect chimes
See and tell why am I so lucky
prior to you I was lost in lonely
reach your infinite Springy shores
in your heart I care and lie
need the two little gems shining by
gleam both chocolate and rye!
OCW
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19-02-2013
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