2/18/2022

On February 18, 2022February 15, 2022 By adamcallahan117In Free Verse, Short Poems

As Old Man Winter blows his hoary breath
Upon all that is green and bright, I see
How he must relish in the warmth’s quick death
How petty and cantankerous is he

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