Beloved Ones – A Poem – Lucy May London
[ad_1] I see the ocean within the breeze that blows,The sun behind the rain that flows,And seasons falling gently;Never holding hands, simply grazing pastTo let their sibling take centre stage:Spring of birth and summer haze.I saw the rose bud plucked and thrownAnd trees so proud in rain or snowBecome cut and torn; I heard them …