I heard the familiar hammer

Yesterday 😮 January

What plan has the Programmer,

Starting so early?



Bright skies, crisp wind

No heat, good day for the job

When urgency may knob,

It helps when the weather is kind


End Of Winter

A longing for Sunshine

However, in daylight we dine

Seeds are planted,

Hoping energy is granted



I’ve seen them abloom,

This week

I’ve heard words of doom

For now, I enjoy their yellow chic


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