my heart hesitates as I reach for the last wreath
to join with the others,
to join with the others,
covered with Christmas garlands
in the deep, dark dreaming box
in the deep, dark dreaming box
I leave it on the wall
a reminder of joyous days
and a poignant portent of spring...
the roots that gather life....
covered with a garland of snow in their own
deep, dark dreaming box
This is so evocative - I love the cadence, esp of the last line.
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