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winter creeps in from the east
cap lardier lost in misty shrouds
the sky is wretched dark and grey
my spirit writhes in clouds
sun shines warmly in the south
forgetting pain and dismal cold
but in the darkness left behind
my soul is bleak and old
she is far off to the west
across 3,000 miles of sea
broad prairies cities mountains high
that’s where I yearn to be
I seek solace in the north
my land of ice and sleet and snow
even ‘mong the bonnie lochs and glens
all love seems long ago
now I wander aimlessly
unaware of the direction
it doesn’t matter where I go
there’s no dream of resurrection
Another beautiful, sad, reflective poem.
Of course, only by having known beauty, can you understand despair.
I shall wish for you, dear anElephant, is that you do find love and warmth again…
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Dear Elephant,
One thing an elephant CAN do is make me weep. Beautiful, heartbreaking words brought to life by the reading.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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So beautiful and also to hear, to listen amazingly so niceç Thank you, love, nia
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