Spring was to arrive, but the wind said “Wait.”
There was cold in its voice.
It chilled the tiny buds as it passed.
The daffodils turned their faces away.
One last lull was coming. One last cold.
Stay put. Not yet.
Wait.
FLOWER
Spring was to arrive, but the wind said “Wait.”
There was cold in its voice.
It chilled the tiny buds as it passed.
The daffodils turned their faces away.
One last lull was coming. One last cold.
Stay put. Not yet.
Wait.
FLOWER
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Captured perfectly. We’ll get through this winter yet!
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