24 October 2104
Dear Friends,
On this cold, dreary morning, I hope that you enjoy this allusion to the boy who flew too close to the sun.
Icarus’ Fall
by Jeanette P. S.
As he fell into autumn
He marvelled
And smiled
Despite his fate
Her colours so stong
And her powers unreal
His hands
Still not cooled
After the fire he felt
When he reached out
To touch her hair
Under a perfect blue sky
He fell
And with the colours he faded
Into different shades
Of darkness
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