Winter

Winter

February’s bitter cold 

forgot to send the snow of old; 

today the cold throws warmth away 

and we forget ‘twas yesterday 

we walked, no hat, in sun so bright 

thinking spring was in our sight, 

but, no, the winter laughs an icy grin 

and wraps the rosebuds in frost again.

Sheri Edwards

020921 04036521

Poetry / Photography

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