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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