Friday, March 17, 2017

The Yellow Dressed Dancer

Last day of snow,
Raining feather like slow,
You dressed in amber glow,
Like a dancer's soothing yellow!

In the past though,
Thunder broke into your home!
And you lost in woe, and a-
Rebellion lost your calm!

And you dressed in fury!
A lightening long over coat!
For the clouds were frozen!
Lashing eyes never rained it's pain!

When winter reached your door,
You burned it all very soon.
For you wore a fire in your palm,
That no thunder can ever harm!


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