Snow outlines her trees
Winter whispers to nature
I paint pictures too…
Snow outlines her trees
Winter whispers to nature
I paint pictures too…
Faith is like flowers
That never fail to return
To say winters gone.
Time to mow the grass
Plant the seeds and swat the bugs
As spring says hello
There’s a fever
In the air
Early spring arrived
On time
In spite
Of winter
Thunder and lightning
Ride warm winds of early spring
Escaping through clouds
Spring is exploding
Red Pink yellow purple blue
All outlined with green
Winter’s refusing
To forfeit last bits of time
Popping in and out
Reading words he wrote
Triggerd something inside me
Where words sit waiting
To sit with a pen
All alone in private thoughts
Letting words play games