Her Song Of Winter
By Lord R.e. Taylor
When the sun sets, she sings her song
Calling in the icy winds in the north
Welcomed by some and feared by others
Landscapes which match her own beauty
© Poem – XI/VI/MMXXI
Born An Angel By Lord R.e. Taylor She came to us the normal way Crying, peeing, and messing her diaper But she had those beautiful blue eyes...
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