Daily poem: Terza Rima stanza 25

 

These summer sounds that weave around me will

ward off the gloom of winter dark and chill,

birdsongs of golden days be with me still.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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