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Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Sadly Waiting

Spring arrived
with it’s glorious
sun dress

Winter became enraged
it had not packed
its vitriol reappeared

Its grey attire
veiled the sky
once again
breathing cold

My emotions
ride the sails on
high and low tides

The lovely pink
crab apple trees
cover their smiles

Until the winter grey
no longer cloud the day
we’ll sit sadly
in wait