Yesterday, I wore enough layers
to clothe a small village
braving January's bullying taunts
Breathe frozen, words whispered
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the sun to climb higher, Very fine. thanks. Please read my poems and comment.
The cruel chill or winter vanishing and giving way to the preparations for setting in of warm spring..a life's journey depicted through nature's changing patterns.. I appreciate your sense of visualization..Keep on writing..
It speaks volumes of yearning... a premature birth of anticipation... but perhaps that's just my nature that's reflected in your pen... nonetheless... to me it's well worth a delightful pause from winter's grasp... really! : -)