Winter Stores

By |2018-12-18T17:45:53-06:00December 14th, 2015|Categories: Poetry|

We take from life one little share, And say that this shall be A space, redeemed from toil and care, From tears and sadness free. And, haply, Death unstrings his bow, And Sorrow stands apart, And, for a little while, we know The sunshine of the heart. Existence seems a summer eve, Warm, soft, [...]