Cold drops of rain fall
from the edge of my hat
onto my neck
and trickle
slowly
down.
Twenty-three days until the first day of spring.
It has been a long, cold, lonely winter (little darling)....
I am not sure if this winter is what I expected it to be.
Then again, I am not sure if my life is what I expected it to be!
I guess that's why they say that life is what happens when you are busy making other plans. ( I can't wait to see them again. They are so wise. Wisdom loves company!)
Good Lord, I crave sunshine, and warmth.
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