Gershon Wolf Poet Rhyme

Though the Sun Be Hot

     The weather is turning
       the brown grass is not

     No sign of flowers
       though the sun be hot
     Buds on twigs’ ends are not    

     How long can my aching heart 
       endure ~ 

     Winter is no cure
       for what I’ve got

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Kim Rodrigues March 12, 2025 at 1:14 PM I took a decent walk in the sun yesterday. My leg has been having problems. Gershon Wolf March 12, 2025 at 7:09 PM Vitamin 'S' is the cure, for sure!

Paula Goldsmith March 12, 2025 at 12:02 PM I enjoyed reading your wonderful write. Spring is on the way. Hooray!!! The brown grass will turn green real soon, then you will need to cut it. Have a blessed day writing away............... Gershon Wolf March 12, 2025 at 7:09 PM Spring Is on the way. I'd like it to get a move on, however!

John Lawless March 12, 2025 at 5:38 AM Spring training is well underway Gershon and as we know "hope springs eternal in the hearts of Cub (and Red Sox) fans Gershon Wolf March 12, 2025 at 7:11 PM Hope is getting carried away with itself this year. Many are the picking the Cubs to win their division. Who are they kidding?!!

Michael Tor March 11, 2025 at 9:04 PM I got the same thing Gershon a need for Spring Pronto my friend... Gershon Wolf March 12, 2025 at 7:17 PM Once that clock springs forward, I'm rarin' to go!