Spring Comes Late


All things
shall melt away &
turn into songs
when spring comes.

Even the stars
that cast their light,
the vast snow flakes
that fall slowly & late,
Upon the larger fields
shall melt into
singing streams
of rivers & tears
from last year’s fate. 

© By Amanda D Shelton

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