Love Like Life

Across the silent snowy way,
He moved with heavy stride;
The smell of woodsmoke in the air,
The scent of wounded pride

For once-attached can slowly drift,
The held-close, up and go:
And love, like life, can evanesce
And melt away
Like snow

Author: Sibelius Russell

Sibelius Russell (a/k/a/ Owen "Beleaguered" Servant) lives a life of whimsical servitude -- whatever that means.

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