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Grace

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The cotton blossoms floated down
Upon the crescent of my crown,
Kissed the memories of springs past
And faded across skies that won’t last

Carried on the winds of time
Drowning out the distant hymn
Gracefully drifting on stalks of green
It whispers playfully of what it’s seen


The innocent powder of sweet snow
Bares a burden only I know
In masks the stench of my latest crime,
And leaves reminders for me to find
It's from the perspective of a character from a book, Grace, from the book March by Geraldine Brooks.
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I really liked this, and I was really impressed with the flow and rhyming for the most part. However, these are the two areas where I have some small critique.

The last line in your first stanza does not fit very well. You syllable count is off...one feels to have been wedged in somewhere. The line feels forced, especially the rhyme at the end, probably as a product of this extra syllable. Consider revising into tetrameter.

BTW- Looking back, your iambs are beautiful. Perhaps that's why the line doesn't work, too....not iambic.

The illogical time progression is a nice touch, also. Late spring, summer, winter...I really enjoyed the movement.

My other comment was going to be about time/hymn rhymed pair....but as I've read it a few more times I've decided that I like it a lot. Please don't change it...I've realized that it's really beautiful in it's unpredictability.