Poem: Spring Styles



Here I stand shivering
Not a leaf left quivering
Wondering what you’re whipping up
The clouds and storms you’re flipping up
Wondering what you’ll bring
Oh spring
Go ahead, take your time, but
I’m nakedly awaiting your design
Oh spring

About the poem:
This little tree looks so naked, standing on the plains. Days ago it was 60F, but this morning it was blustery and snowing. By sunset, this was the view. Does a tree look forward to new spring fashions? 🙂

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