The Winter Yearning
Cause the coldness of the winter is what you are,
I'm begging you to freeze this spring seed with its scar.
Please don't ask "to whom", but just under your shades of cool.
I know it could never be grown in your strange wheather,
But I can't find one reason.... a reason for this seed to go on.
This poem is about:
Me
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