Snow in April
Just when my body
Relaxes…awakens
Ready for Spring
Skies open
Cold returns
Snow drifts down
Caressing flowers
Shrouding them
Under deadly blankets of white
Strong blooms survive
Weak…wither and die
Mirroring life
Crying
Harsh…brutal…beauty
Nature
2 comments:
I remember snow in May...
beautiful poem.
Why thank you kind Sir :)
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