For Sophie

January's soul
lifts dead leaves sorrowful mourn.
 ~ cold, vigil snow drifts

2 comments:

Wheeler said...

I was commenting on a piece in a poetry workshop, I've recently joined, and noticed that I was rewriting the author's poem. Not good. This is hers poem, not mine. Sophie, I'm sorry.

Robin said...

Oh and I was so excited for something new...I'll keep checking.