Remembering the fragrance of Winter…

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Remembering the fragrance of Winter

A Poem by Coyote Poetry

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A story

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                              Remembering the fragrance of Winter
I had lived the soldier life. The warm days of Spring did not bring love. The lucky sought the rendezvous with the sweetness of love when the days of Spring arrived.  My Spring fever, I slumbered in the need of love. I preferred long road trips, the sea and the mountains.
Early Winter, I drank alone in the Germany taverns and I saw a brown hair beauty. I did loved the Bonnie girls who flashed her long-lashes and her brown eyes, sung songs of the drink and the sea. Scottish girls loved the pathless woods and folly of the jester’s prayer.
“Don’t wait for a miracle, there are none
men are dogs, love war, women and the drink…

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