Poems by Steven Federle
Wednesday, July 23, 2014
Brother Sun
Through soft summer grass,
oh, hear the breeze
whisper the past
and what’s yet to be.
Oh, wanderer through
soft singing leaves,
let brother sun
ignite your bright dreams!
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