Seasons of the Heart
Winter
Christmas season
New year's celebration
Wipe off the dust in the corners
Of my soul what should I
Send to goodwill
And peace
To all
All examined
Some set free some tied down
Freezer burnt compassion chipped out
Hot tears touch icy heart
Flood from melting
Springtime
...Sea shells
*It got late. I got lazy. This is the last of the Dr. Coffee manual typewriter poems. It also doesn't follow the prompt of 'sea shells' wait. look up there ^ That will confuse those who don't read the fine print.
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