Poetry: Winter Song

Winter Song –Aaron Kramer From Wicked Times      Under a wil­low      close by a brook      her lap for a pil­low      her eyes for a book      she like a drum­mer      prac­ticed her art      all spring and all sum­mer-      the drum was my heart. Hear how the…

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