Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Sunday, December 30, 2012

The Love you give to me...

Underneath the winter snow lies springtime,
beneath the  frozen soil the garden grows,
if you care to look, love is what you'll see,
like the love for you that grows in me.

The winter season has spoken and sent
 to us another memory,on top of the
 mountains and down by the stream,
winter lefts it mark like you who
 gave to me a dream.

Underneath the winter snow lies springtime,
beneath the  frozen soil the garden grows,
if you care to look, love is what you'll see
like the love for you that grows in me.








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