Sunday, January 9, 2011

My Vineyard in Winter


My slumbering vineyard floor is kissed

By winter's snowy, foggy mist,

Almost obscuring the upright posts

Which stand, like sentinels,

Which stand, like ghosts,

Awaiting the return of Spring.




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