January
Just
beneath
winter's coat,
ivy makes a
home...
the
blackbird
forages
yet no song we
hear...
day
inches
evening
towards teatime
light...
and
sunshine
melts away
the hibernal
night
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2009
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2021
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