Poem: the dark days are gone

the dark days are gone

By Claire LeDoyen
QuailBellMagazine.com

the dark days are gone

we shall live!

freely, bright,

spinning and traipsing and grinning

sticky grins

this is summer,

            into the light and forward to life,

bursting like light bulbs,

we shall climb your mountains

            pick the flowers at the top

                             and cartwheel down to the

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