Tears Of Minerva

Poem By Landon Pulmano

Hair as soft as the summer breeze
Minerva puts me at ease,
Yet when she cries the sunlight dies
Crystal clear limpid eyes, look astray
To a horizon of darkness.
And when she's done,
Out comes the sun, but in her wake
is a garden of gloom.

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