The merciless winter freezes solid the hearts of men and beasts,and transforms the summers beauty into only sighing memories and grieving moments once joyful.
But all these things matter not to a delicately fragile seed
who quietly sleeps, and dreams of beautiful tomorrows.
This reminds me of the glass that is half empty or half full. Does one look back or ahead? Grieve or dream? There's probably a little bit of both in our lives. And above all, there is the here and now.
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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