Tuesday, May 10, 2011

A Poem Draft

April Dreams

How gently magic like the dew
reforms upon the blades of thought
that grow grass-green within the vale
of April dreams;
enchantment like the sunlight crowns
the blitheness of the liquid brook,
its splendor on the flowing glass
thrown out in gleams!

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