Cold rainy days
with smoky fires
snuggled under quilts sipping hot tea
have given way to
open windows and fans
blowing artificial breezes.
I think we skipped Spring.
© 2014, Liza Lee Miller
April is National Poetry Month, Write a Poem-A-Day, NaPoWriMo
oh, but spring is the loveliest of seasons...
ReplyDeleteI know, Spring and Fall are my favorite seasons. But, we've gone straight to Summer weather after a ridiculously short winter.
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