Silver Mornings

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Title

Silver Mornings

Description

As months fade to winter, the sky is drained of color. The temperature drops and the rain pours. Everything is gray, wet, and sits like cool, bitter tea. This poem captures the feeling of betrayal that sometimes comes with the oncoming winter’s dreary mornings.

Creator

Keane, Jordan

Date

2015-11

Format

doc, 27.5 KB

Type

Poem

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