picture
winter's snow
greeting the dawn
see thousands of suns
breathe from that fire
and know
that summer's symphony
is silenced
so too
like memories of you
glistening
they exist in me
as vapor
turned to diamonds
From – Pain is Time
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Copyright 1974
Patrick M. O’Neil
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Reference: Collection 1, Poem ID= 62
