A Winters Hug
First breeze of Spring — a Winter’s hug.
Refreshed I walk on cobblestones,
Before the march of pesky bugs.
First breeze of Spring — a Winter’s hug.
A smile percolates on chill mug.
The mind of Shakespeare warms my bones.
Refreshed I walk on cobblestones.
First breeze of Spring — a Winter’s hug.
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2018
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