Winterscore ©
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
The sun painted sunlight
The sun painted sunlight
Before the night was night
Its brush dipped in bright white
Cardinals late for bed
And through the leaves of trees
A slowly painted breeze
Feathered with tender ease
A robin's chest of red
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