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Now Is Nearly Gone

So brief the sunshines glow
The lavenders bloom
Or the dusks purple calm
Too quick is the gloom
For far too soon
The Winter snow it
Melts
Upon the earth's
Sodden ground
As the morning dew
Upon the lawn
Lingering near
Not a sound
So go ahead
And write that song
Sing that sweet melody
Go ahead and run
barefoot in the sand
With your naked feet
In natures reverie
For lesser times
And things
Give away your
Deepest of love
Hold Pink Tulips
In your grasp
And visulize
With clear eyes
The purest of hope
From our God above

poem by Theodora Onken
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