Dark days of winter
leave her cold.
Her face looks tired
and sad
and old.
A warmer day
a sudden thaw--
and now the woman that you saw
replaced with one
light on her feet
who laughs with joy
runs in the street.
A few degrees
the healing sun
a magic potion
a winter run.
Wow, these are really great. Shnorhavor qo nor blog!
ReplyDeleteThank you Dave and soooo good to hear from you!!
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