London Poem: Day 148

12 January

There is something missing,
Something concealed behind
A darkening veil that
Bends further from sight,
Cradling what was shown.
Fall vanishes with winter
Swallowing the earth up
In softly falling white.
Though spring follows with
Petals blooming surely,
Their arrogant blush and such,
Seeming unlikely that winter
Will continue on unimpeded,
Blanketing the world
In the gentle hush of
Natures rot and decay.

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