Dear Winter,
You are thwarting my blooms
Your icy breath is stunting our delicacy
Please find yourself a new home
Sincerely,
Spring
Dear Winter
A short break-up letter to Winter, from Spring.
Tag: flowers
The End of the Highway
The End of the Highway
He traveled far to my door
His heart was swallowed gently by mine
He crafted memories out of paper and food
My roots were replanted on uncharted land
He was the end of my highway
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Spring Is Calling
Dreariness slowly melts with the dawning sun
I hear her gentle call as
She beckons me to her plumule
I stand quietly near her
Hoping to glance just one moment of growth
Patience is her subdued message
