we wait for signs
of winter’s passing;
even in Florida
we feel the chill.
we wait for the
longer light,
the brighter sun,
the sense of hope
that comes in spring.
2.2.17
we wait for signs
of winter’s passing;
even in Florida
we feel the chill.
we wait for the
longer light,
the brighter sun,
the sense of hope
that comes in spring.
2.2.17