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I Have Changed My Mind (waiting un-patiently for Spring)


their skeleton arms embrace the sky
the quivering trees have lost their leaves
and I have shed my memories

the golden halcyon days are gone
the sun is out of town
and I wonder when the wind will be kind
it does nothing but remind me of
its hissing cruelty

I may be winter born
but I have changed my mind
I am no longer a Winter's Child
this child has gone underground
and waits un-patiently
for her Spring
instead.





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I woke up with this in my head:

legal copyright for this poem/work
by this author/writer Meloo/Melissa A. Howells
for this legal copyright site title:
straight from her "Tilt-a-World"

7:34 am PST/ November 18, 2016
time and date stamped.





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