Spring is Fleeting
I shivered in the cold days of winter,
which lingered long past sanity.
The heat descended in swift measure,
only to return to biting chill.
Alas, the blossoms emerge…
and hide behind the acrid smoke of wildfires.
I shivered in the cold days of winter,
which lingered long past sanity.
The heat descended in swift measure,
only to return to biting chill.
Alas, the blossoms emerge…
and hide behind the acrid smoke of wildfires.