Another wintery poem.
Here they come… All of us who live in the north brace ourselves.
Also appropriate for the time of year.
Even though we are well into fall, this thought still hits me at times…
Written on a very lackluster summer’s day.
April can be a fickle thing… It feels good to leave it behind now (burning it on a literal pyre even). 😛 Continue reading
Going a bit more personal again.