Winter's Breach

A Poem by Miss Astarte

A simple reflection on a moment of natural interaction.

Hark! Wee red sparrows,

In thy scavenging throughout

Like dimpled paupers,

For the Frost’s blooming

Merits thy timely pausing

To hail its chill dawn!

© 2008 Miss Astarte

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Added on July 10, 2008

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Miss Astarte

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You can call me Astarte, or if you are into personals, Whitney will do just fine. For basics, I am a Junior in college double majoring in English and Psychology. Interesting combination, yes, but it .. more..

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